Behind you that's me with the pick pocket
If I catch your boy you know I'm robbin'
Trap House Saves out huntin'
Stealin yo phone and yo wallet
Eastern bloc we too violent
GMS gettin to the money
Many men would be happy to see us dyin
Prayin on my downfall
But bitch I'm still grindin'
You and your boys some bitches
Don't bother doin nothing
Eastern bloc like a cartel
Mobbin' like no other
Them broke boys ain't got no motion
Shoutout to all the hustlers
Black cars pulling up your block
I'm driving a Cadillac in Iraq

Out the fucking grave
Risen out with 4 bitches
Scammin' made 5 digits
Put yo face on where I'm pissing
Dig your fucking grave
Then I'ma shit on it
Catch a bitch and blast him
Fuck it make him suffer
Eat the rifle motherfucker
Execute your fuckin father
Record it send it to your mother
I would like to be a terrorist