i aint feeling any love. n***az plotting to murk me. and trust me i feel it in my blood. believe me ima thug. but im blessed by the lord. fink im crazy fam i feel it from above. *Verse 1* reckonise a gee. since dat up inda shoobz sh**. these n***az started recognising me. but motherf**er don't be pressurising me. got the pistol side of me. and if i pull it dahs jus excercise to me. im running out of punk. smoke about an OZ. cuz im low key. and i aint coming out for months. wen i start running out on pumps. shells hit your back and coming out dah front. got a blood to pool. a pumpie tool. n******g i stunt wid jull. dont let me gett tha umping alls.( now why is dat) dahs a silly f**ing stunt to pull. n***az like me bang. [chorus] rollin in a whitish van. got dah strally in a nikey bag. and aint got a icey hand. but the way i talk white. i should be the new icecream man. i keep toasters packed. * Verse* rolling wid dah loaded mash. got dah straly wid dah scope and dash. dese n***az must be smoking crack. cuz dah nose onda lugger. is similar to post man pats. if i ever get my foot inda door. all dese fake rappers ill be cuttin dem all of. dese n***az aint bucking in tall off. diss rap sh** stinks. im thinking about f**ing it all off. me and my shooters the lead claps. and you can come around wid ur dead straps. tweeze of take of your head back. ( you think giggs is real). i wanna know hu dah f** sed dah. ima pistol spraying artist. and dah most suffisticated hardest. get a chance ima manipulate dah market. n***az like me bang. rollin in a whitish van. got dah straly in a nikey bag. [Chorus] and aint got a icey hand. but the way i talk white. i should be the new icecream man.