Flame

Back with my motherfucking nine, I'm ready to pop and leave motherfucker blind, I'm on the jealous street shooting everything in Sight. And if you in my way, bitch, You gone, gone, I'm rolling through the hood looking For a fucking I got that tech ready, Rubber nigga, Sassy too. Somebody finally gave lil' gangsta start. And now it's time that I leave this fucking Heart. I'm riding with it with no tags and I'm on the hunt. I grab my sack so I can go get Your little blunt. I'm getting high so I can laugh at the Murder show. Bet I'm a star when the cop my Glock And let it go. In your back and it's hard to kill. But I ain't finished, I'ma empty the whole fucking Clip. To make sure you dead, leave your body Full of lead. Clear your pockets and steal your Money and kick you your fucking head. That goes to show you that Gangster Pat is One bad motherfucker. You Got me Now, Motherfucking gonna wrap my nine and leave you a Motherfucker. You got me motherfucking I'm gonna my And leave you motherfucker.