Stunna 4 Vegas
Punch Me In Pt. 2
[Intro]
NairDaBaby (Only from the top)
Slatt
4X, it's 4X, 4X, ha (Joey Bars, you bitch, hahahaha)

[Verse]
I'm T'd up (Uh), taking off first class, can't keep up (I'm gone)
That fire on my hip like a beeper (Thot), street n***a, I take some work for a feature (Trap)
Pull up to the show, I'm skied up (Uh), n***a play in the crowd, get beat up (Bitch)
Uh, I'm smoking loud, no speaker, n***a get out of bounds, we lit him (No cap)
Uh, she said she wan' eat that dick like a snack, so I'm 'bout to feed her (Thot, thot, uh)
These n***as not really about what they rap, these n***as bitch, diva (Cap)
He claimin' he thuggin', he not (Not), 4X, I'm straight out the pot (Pot)
Uh, I'm booted on stage with my Glock, fuck around and I'm pulling it out (Fire)
I'm pulling it out to pop it (Uh), Fat Dave divin' (Come here)
Then I hit the bank to make a deposit, backend on his head and they drop it (Get 'em outta there)
Uh, I made it out the projects, I ain't finna beef with no artist (Uh-uh)
I'ma draw down like an artist (Come here), I am the shit when I start it (Fire, fire, fire)
Ayy, I'm out my mind, retarded, uh that n***a pussy, Garfield
Lil' bro get to lookin' like "Who that car is?" turn a dreadhead n***a to a baldhead (Baow, baow)
And I ain't down, I just started, uh, the brats like, "Fuck yeah, I'm sorry" (Fuck)
Uh, 'cause we pulling up like an army (Uh), K's, Dracos, carbons (Yeah)
We pulling up on that slime shit (Slime), yeah, my n***as on slime time (Slatt)
I can slime the plug right now, why the fuck would I sign? (Fuck)
I'm getting racks off punchlines (Uh), no cap, catch an opp, it's lunchtime (Come here)
Four quarter pressure, I'm Kobe at crunch time, I got bitches lined up waiting to fuck like they waiting in the lunch line (Thot)

[Outro]
Nah, I ain't signed (Nah)
Lil' wheeze, still slime (Huh)
We still ridin' with iron (Uh)
No nine to five, huh?
Uh, 4X, 4X, 4X, 4X
Free Glo, bitch