[Intro]
Y'all n***as done fucked up, and it's a freestyle?
Huh, look

[Verse]
I swear I'm finna do these n***as bogus
I pop a Percocet, the perfect shit, I'm overdosing
Them bullets catch him lackin', throwing passes in the open
And make him disappear, I call it hocus, pocus
Freestyle shit, Ion even gotta write it
I just see the future like a motherfuckin' psychic
Stay strapped up like I'm finna join ISIS
All that talking, just do it like Nike
I ain't even wanna do this challenge, but I had to wreak some havoc on these n***as that thought they was on
Up that choppa if he talkin', bet it's gettin' him gone
And these n***as gon' be mad, this is off of the dome
I ain't even take time to write this down, 'cause this shit easy
I'm sick on this track, boy I'm straight sneezin'
Bullets give him asthma, got him straight wheezin'
Life's a bitch, fuck with me, I bet she straight leavin'

[Outro]
Peace