Nalo Guess what? I seen ma middle school bully

That boy started giggling

I thought about pulling out the Glock

Idk, maybe test his resolve

But you said “if you aint about to kill a nigga

Don’t pull out. Blul bluh.”

And of course, I’m not a killer

And besides, white girls were around, the cc was filming

Can’t afford to do time,

But Nalo, I was on codeine, yk how it be, I was close

Then I thought maybe making a call,

Cuz now I feel like I be balling, but not enough to put a hit tho

But now that I think about it, ma plugs loyal,

They might do it for free.

Nah for real tho, less talk plugs,

I got one in everything corner around town

In the west by camp bowie,

it’s the meth head, I don’t fuck with addicts

That boy a straight out “walking dead”

But he gets me the goods

I gatta nigga in stop six, he be in shootouts,

So, I stay away, but he’ll deliver.

I got two in the north,

One, I call him “Walter white”,

His codeine be the best, but that’s cuz he be mixing shit

I don’t wanna overdose.

I also got El Chapo in the north, that boy heartless

He killing a nigga every other week

So, he a no no. He the type to do foot missions

Chase a nigga down and hit ‘em with a Glock

If I called him, he’ll kill for me,

He the type to do it for fun.

He the type that killers that kill killer's runway from.

So he a double no, but if I need goods, his goons deliver.

I got ma first Glock from him.

But ma best one be in the south,

That nigga cute with it,

He gifted me a Glock for black history month

I get ma ammo from him,

If he needed me, I’ll prolly slide with him.

Nalo it's no joke tho, I crossed a line,

But shit it’s the laced codeine,

I been itching to get a lick, I’m not a killer, so I’m patient

It gatta be self-defense, I don’t mind doing baby time.

But the thought turns me on.

Ma eyes glowing and shit.