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I'm in my bag I'm doin laps I'm running track
Passing that relay got them comin back
Trigger no delay shorty slump him back
Chop up that body n put em in bags
Ain't comin back

I'm from the soil control the turmoil with money and oil
They mixing the coke with the soda on foil got me so spoiled
When i was younger my dad taught me watch out for snakes when they coiled
They're nothing I'm toying with Chop off the head and i boil it Cook up a Jake I'm Enjoying it

I caught a case giving chase in my foreign whip
I pulled my gun n i aimed at his face while I'm flooring it
He had my niece in the back i dont know this shit
He called the cops. they giving me chase I'm ignoring it but i made note of it

I ain't gone let it go He tried to get me locked up in the federal
He was a snitch everyone better know
I brought the rat out his petty soul
Jealous ass couldn't compete we already know

Yeah I'm a shooter i make rats uncomfortable feeling so vulnerable
I'm handing shots out they comin in multiples
Setting appointments to go see the holy ghost
Wanna know how you got bitch in your soul

You steady playin your role n you do it real well Still i could see thru the veil
You threatened by me you know i can tell You tried to keep me down put me thru hell
I wasn't having it ill probably have to go shoot you myself
Thats how i felt, yeah that's how i felt

That was the plan, but god understands why I'm doin this, he put the tool in his hand
He hit the pipe that night now he just think he the man
He end up beating a bitch with a wrench n he fucked up her hand
Yeah he a pedophile, child endangerment's something i wont understand
I swear that's truth, I got the bible right here in my hand

He end up getting arrested Closing my case cuz the DA wont rep him
How could you be a defendant and plaintiff and face no objections
Look up to heaven thankful my angels protecting They told me God sent a message, he Ain't forgetting
Aim for the head turn his DNA into a weapon I guess that's karma collecting. thankful for All of my blessings
Nox

I'm in my bag I'm doin laps I'm running track
Passing that relay got them comin
I'm in my bag I'm doin laps I'm running track
Passing that relay got them comin back
Trigger no delay shorty slump him back
Chop up that body n put em in bags
Ain't comin back



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Writer(s): Christopher Zachow
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