Whatever, Fatal, and Westa, Westin, you hear me?
Sin-Sin, Fire and Smoke
Finna bring y'all back to the West Coast
You know about that shit
This is the King
I'd like to introduce to you Young Fatal
We Genesis, show off B and T
Y'all niggas don't want none
Can't stop recording
Be Sin-Sin, Fire and Smoke
Pistol Cam

You 'bout to witness rappin' is best
In other words, fake spectacular, yes
Your voice fit dope, I'm crackin' the flesh
NVE, Atlanta, Castle of Seth
The name is Fatal, fuckin' attraction
Man, let me break it down like a fraction
You just can't be me, you just can't see me
These rappers out here is just like Stevie
Blindin' their eyes when these dudes try to peep me
Don't get mad 'cause your girl wanna freak me
Who's a gangster? I put three in your penis
So behind, I'm 'bout to pass you twice
Keep your day job and pass the mic
You ain't half as nice, so I'm takin' over
A little bit of me and some baking soda
What do you got? Call that crack
When you see these rappers, call them wack
Western Union, it's a wrap
Campside, man, the West Coast back
Chills, what up? Scorch, what up?
All my killers squeeze triggers out, who runs up?
Homie, come get me, please come get me
My .380 make you do a 360, whoa, oh
I'm nauseous, man, my flow pretty sickening
I'm Crazy Boy, known for hotlines
You should just call me Pretty Ricky
Fatal clap guns as you clapped up at Halo
Make bullets pop out the toaster like Ago
Simon says, "It shoots" when I say so
I make your ass disappear just like J-Lo
When I dog, I see you drivin' a Range Rover
Man, I spray up your whole whip like Mako
Slugs be 'bout the size of a mango
Call me Snoop Dogg 'cause I lay low
Ayo, ayo, move, I'm comin' at a fast pace
When it's feelin' like J-Man
What more can I say? Yeah

You already know
A B's and a fly whip fly everywhere
Like he was a pilot
And Joe, he's a nigga that he be sellin' pies with
He move around water like he was a pirate
If it's on twenties, then he's gotta ride it
They be so excited to see me inside it
I know I'm gettin' money, I don't need me a sidekick
Kid, make 'em flip like a screen on a sidekick
Nigga wanna battle me, please come and try it
Now he not eatin' like he's on a diet
Plus I'm with his girl and he's not invited
And she keep tellin' me, "Please come inside it"
Topside Cali, I'll show you how to boss beef
Pull the choppers out like a nigga had false teeth
Cross me, 8K, lift a nigga off-feet
Get your head bussed, couple pennies what it cost me
If one of my villains decide to catch villains
Let 'em know I got guns the size of Cat Williams
My block been hot, I got ten Glocks
Hold more texts in your cell phone inbox
See dollar signs every time I start recordin'
Best rapper alive, but I ain't from New Orleans
We ain't gotta talk, get rappin' so lame
I'm back in Soulvain, the rap is cocaine
I'ma get money, nigga, I'm stackin' Romaine
Sincere plus faith, that's crack and propane
Stack for the watch, I'm a wristband guy
Jeff Goldblum wouldn't ever have this damn fly
If nigga want drama, then the clips can't fly
Know a hundred niggas wouldn't let this man die
Uh, and your girl wanna get a thug
'Cause she know your boy toss paper like a little bug
Crip or blood, nigga, I don't really give a fuck
Bust at your feet, make your ass do the jitterbug
And y'all fake at drama practices
So I rip rappers like condom packages
AR carrier, first in your area
Beat bronchitis versus malaria
Gunna, even gunnin' in a nice mood
Call me Sin II, come in a ice cube