Thus the n***a in that casket hotboxin

How many muthaf**kers wanna empty out they glocks in me

The gangbangers most wanted

The first n***a caught me in my side

And my set didn't ride

So I'm locc mutherf**king to the brain

50 pounds of dank in my casket

I'm bout to take my last splift

Before I make that move to insane

Records of a criminal for baby killin nothin

40 ounces wit my game

Them n***as that kill they momma for some fame

For the ripgut trigga to hit what muthaf**kers in my aim

Even my momma tried to take me out the game

By heating up some Brandy and taking it to the dome because I came

With the siccness and it's just the dank that I smoke

Making me load that millimeter putting deuce up in your throat

Murder she wrote in the book as a gang related homicide

Reality check n***a for the fact she giving it up

It's suicide for the do or the die

True or the die each time

One after each as I creep through the streets

With a 9 millimeter up under my seat

I pack heat deep cuz a n***a like me can't be played cheap

Blink before I'm leaving this n***as guts up in the street

Peep ever since n***a deep I gotta carry me something

Cuz everywhere I go n***as 12 gauge pumping

I wan't them to know when my 44 bust

I'm taking this n***as brain hookin him up

And murderin n***as up

Then I give it up then I'm in the cut

5 triple 0 double o Mosburg pump

Point it at your grill

Ready to bust for the fact some call me still

The hardest n***a in that casket hotboxing

So who those muthaf**kers that wanna empty out they glocks in me

Think 24 times fool fo you come wit yo punk 9's

Cuz n***a you n***a me my oozie say its dinnertime

That ripgut cannibal mind for the s**t that make them violent crimes

That's atheist so feel the sign

A deadman walkin