| Who’s that peeking in my window? Pow, nobody know |
| Yeah, so, I figured I’d take this opportunity to, uh, properly introduce myself, |
| uh (Yeah, yeah) |
| Fuck that nigga Grip, all that shit he talkin' |
| I-I just wanna speak for a second (Go ahead) |
| They call me Lil' Snub, I was born in the belly of the beast |
| They catch you with me, you’re lookin' at a felony at least |
| I got some bodies on me, iron sight, I can spot a phony (I see you) |
| I’m probably the same gun that shot your homie (Bang) |
| Or at least I would if given the option |
| Why fiddle with Glocks when, I can fit in a pocket, I’m living to pop it |
| Who willing to stop it? I’m a one man mosh pit |
| I sing and seen many niggas top split, toxic is my proper synopsis |
| Left niggas topless for watches, more notches under my belt |
| I get off on watching a nigga flesh melt |
| Your sister calling for help, don’t waste your breath |
| Done even see an Atheist scream for Jesus in the face of death |
| Hey, man, I’m just a puppet |
| When they hands get to touching, it’s a recipe for disaster, mayhem and |
| destruction |
| I know what you thinking, this nigga a pain in the ass |
| Catch that nigga sleeping, I’ll blow his brains on the dash |
| Leave blood stains on the glass and sell his chain for some cash |
| Let me think, major, sell it to a pawn shop and rob that bitch a week later |
| That’s easy cake, why would you seek labor? |
| I’m ten toes down whenever your feet waver |
| Homicidal behavior, from Decatur to College Park |
| Tell your dog not to bark or lil' Sparky gettin' sparked |
| I spew hollow tips at your hairline in my spare time |
| '81 Colt Detective Special, I’m a rare find |
| Blue steel, I’m itchin' for a new kill, so motherfuck how you, you, |
| you and you feel |
| I never gave a fuck, see, I was made to buck |
| The high it give niggas like angel dust |
| Been labeled dangerous, better tell kids don’t play with us |