Bullets 2

Keep a, keep a tool up on my side, niggas call me Handy Mandy
Nigga keep on talkin' shit, a nigga might fuck on his granny
Nigga talkin' shit, but I heard that nigga fuck on trannies
Kick his ass, out the bowl karate like I'm Sponge and Sandy
They don't care about me, they just care what's in my bank account
Only keep me round, cause they know that I'ma make it out
Knew that I was cookin', got some bread and now I'm bakin' out
Goin' on a mission, all my niggas is not flakin' out
Keep a Glocky on my side, shit is like a lethal weapon
Nigga try to run up and we sent that nigga straight to heaven
You be drivin' Hondas, nigga, I be rollin' in that Cedes
Dissin' all my boys, I fuck around and send you down to Hades
MAC-10, MAC-10, MAC-10 spray
He thought I wasn't a killer, but he found that out today
Chalk prints, chalk prints, yeah, that's where he lay
We put them bullets on his face, he thought it was Olay
Yeah, he thought it was Olay, till them bullets got to feelin
When we caught that nigga lackin', he was chillin' with his children
Ayy, that nigga a banana and my chopper got to peelin
Put that Glock up on his skull, my finger got a fuzzy feelin
MAC-10, MAC-10, MAC-10 spray
He thought I wasn't a killer, but he found that out today
Chalk prints, chalk prints, yeah, that's where he lay
Them bullets hit his face, that nigga thought it was Olay
MAC-10, MAC-10, MAC-10 spray
He thought I wasn't a killer, but he found that out today
Chalk prints, chalk prints, yeah, that's where he lay
Them bullets hit his face, that nigga thought it was Olay