Self-Destruction E

Look out with my Glock twenty, then he spent A switch Drippin' on me, see me ballin' in The water checker I don't give a fuck about You, you don't know who I am A watch Is just a maker 'cause a bitch like me Don't give a damn Niggas to the right side, Bitches to the left of one MC Money baggin' All his D's, tell 'em with the fuckin' gun I perpetrate players, got 'em scared to make a Second move Box run right back in the grave, You know that I ain't playin' you Slowly as I take a beat, but slowly as I take A shot Slowly as I take the ring, quickly Then my panic act Crazy as I say I Am the ring, then I slay the beat Give Me all your money, ho, thinkin' I'm too nasty, We Sprint to the front when you gettin' to Your last minute Give me what you got, It don't matter 'cause I'm robbin' it This bitch Jumped small, so I shot that ho Get the Booty lickin', countin' mine on the ground of the Dead of you Breakin' on they ass like a Rubber on a dick and dick Leavin' from scene Like the day this fuckin' landed, shit Now they Bow down and if I constantly get the real G Bounce to the block and get a three-peat, Follow me