text: I got guns in the fucking pan
  Hit the band, nigga
  AK-47 in the land, hit the dance, nigga
  I dont got plans, I just go, go
  Like the Roadrunner, wheres the coyote?
  Its Rocky and T, yall aint fucking with me
  Please, had niggas singing like, Stop, like its Glee
  Nigga chill
  Im real, Im ill
  Im sickle cell
  Wait, hold on, hold on, let me hit em with some soft shit
  Hey, beautiful girl
  You already know we keep it triller on the side
  Got my nigga T on the side
  Got the Caddy, thats the ride
  Fuck that nigga, you gon die
  I dont play