(Verse 1)  Nigga I'm from the projects  Now pack my tech  And I demand respect  You plan a place and get checked  And I'll make your t-shirt wet  See I'm that fed up out the AZ nigga  A pro nigga  What you mean that's all you got  Get your ass on the floor nigga  Move faster if you have to  And if you ain't got what I'm knockin  Mutha fucka I'ma attempt to get me  The convo before I go Joe Blow  I'm robbin niggas for they doe  And hittin the cuts and lay low  I'll spray your whole block up  And everybody's gettin popped up  Nobody got up  Because you bitches all got shot up  Clock up my nina, fuckin supina'd  I'm not goin back to jail  I'm blastin niggas to hell  And if I fail then I'm all in  But at least wit a piece  I can release when I'm s star bitch  'cause I'm a Wikid AJ killa  Stack, still a cap pilla  I got dealers stackin skrilla from jackin niggas    (Chorus)(2x)  Niggas rather see me blasted  I lay dead in the casket  To see me laughin  But I ain't havin it  The gas pedal I be mashin  To escape the Assassin  'cause mutha fuckas hate to see me have shit    (Verse 2)  It's time to smash the gas pedal  Openin off 4-4 barrels  Wit my strap in my lap  'cause these mutha fuckas jealous  'cause I drinkin brews  Wit my man dressed in black  Top notches on my jock  Tryin to choose 'cause I make it move  That's why I'm 4 deep  Drunk off the Olde E  And if you got beef  Lets hate banger's to the goatee  These scandalous ass bitches  Is just as bad as these niggas  And niggas could get riches  So that these bitches could roll in benz's  My business on the hump, on the down low like R  Wit my windows smoke tinted  So you can't see up in my car  Callin shots on niggas life's  Like I'm Jesus Christ and uh  Thou shall not grind without without kickin in mine  'cause time after time they're back  Game scattered like roaches  They be victims of my sickness  'cause I'm vicious when it's slowly  I'm the wikidest bitch  And best believe there's no mistakin  'cause these other niggas fakin  Like they're makin what I'm makin nigga    (Chorus)(2x)    (Verse 3)  Sort of like a psycho  Fuck no, a lunatic  I'm ready to do some shit  Because I'm deep up that bullshit, wit 45  Different ways to express  These eleven hollow points  Into yo mutha fuckin chest  Who wanna test  That criminal minded nigga bustin like a savage  All for the love of the cabbage  When I see it, I got to have it  Fuck a ho, and milk a bitch  That be the way  'cause they hate to see me lavage  Makin money, gettin paid on the regular  No hesitations for my filla, realla  'cause a nigga illa for the skrillla  Peel yo cap back  And creep like a mutha fuckin menace  And witness as I jack and bounce wit the quickness  Stack the money in the safe  Rendezvous wit the click  Think of Mr. Make-A-Mil  I'm the mutha fuckin shit  It's so drastic  And keep away from niggas who be blastin  And hatin on a nigga  'cause they hate to see me have shit    (Chorus)(2x)