When i force you to the ground all you do is scream
Ill assasinate youre entire team i get sicked foam like whipped cream

You trip it seem when the beat comes on is this your dream
I wouldnt count on it working my instant beam

Rips through your body armor and makes you a martyr
You aint enough we talking it takes more than you and Carter

You sound dull when you rap you couldnt do it harder
When you got molested you knew its Father

This sewage bothers i spit this cancerous shit mannerless
You in the military and still get knocked out like Canibus

Youre amourous im tyrannical with the flow just check where Tatcher is
My aim is so accurate shoot you and your gay lover on your mattress

They couldnt know what to do with me the decision is unanimous
A bunch of skinny Anarchists rose up and got knocked down with hammers

Cut down with sickels i know your plan look like youre looking for nickels
Youre shook and it tickles tried to catch my bullets mistook it for pickels







Chorus: When i force you down you stay there
We work hard we dont lay here
Our enemies meet their demise when we take care
Youre a bitch trying to wipe Drakes tear






When i hit your face i bob and weave you cant stop a thief
I pop a beef and end it like Columbus dropping Indian chiefs

You sob and grief youre shocked and awed you drop your teeth
When i stop the cops on the street and have a second party mop their bleed

Im robbin these punk bitches of their will to live you cant fathom the thrill it gives
Like a fat guy eating lots of Bolognese im a big thinker like Socrates

Stay down like someone clocked your knees i bring warfleetes from the middle east
They dock like the Italies and start gangwars riddled with flees

I wont let you fiddle on beats ill settle these bitches wack sounding ebonies
I act astounding enemies get hounded round their block when my homies found it

Give location like Khabib but dont run like Forrest Gump when i pump
Guerilla war in your burrough see how far you afro americans have come

Blame the white man when the bullets are done you aint thoruough
Sympathy check from an admin at Sony now you think youre a hero

Sink in your zeros im slicker than Robert Deniro i trick you like give me the kilos
Scatter them like Pacs ashes and if he goes threes a company wristlock the migos