Game Is On

My hommie, you down with the plan
After tonight, that nigga will no longer stand
I’m the Queen B who gave that fucker a one time pass
Traded my dope for his cash
Now he’s trying to fuck me and my crew in the ass

This nigga always talking cash shit
Flashing his money like his game is legit
Let’s serve his ass, then fuck him and his bitch
I thought we took care of that business when you shot that motherfucka dead
Naw it’s someone in his crew who don’t value his legs

You got me
Yeah, I got you, let the casings fly where they please
Reload, then motherfucka squeeze
You got the chain rope
And the duct tape, now let’s go get this nigga’s stash and his uncut dope
In and out, any distractions, cover me while I grab his hoe

You ready to do this hommie
I have no time for any bailouts or supposedly down with me phonies
My Glock is always ready to plug a nigga with lead
If his bitch fucks like she looks, she’ll be in my bed

You got your AK
You know I don’t even play
Let’s go serve
Word

To be continued