Job

Ayo, step through, man's armed and tapped, Blade on my waist, make a boy collapse. Chest shot, belly shot, all of that, Man talk crud, till they're left on their back. Karmaryla in the whip, she's clutchin' the stick, One wrong move, she gon' empty the clip. These man love talkin', bare loose lips, Catch 'em lackin', and they dash real quick. Man get drenched if they step on my block, No verbal, just watch how I clock. Swing my arm, leave a boy in shock, Out for the Ps, man's stuck to the guap. Karmaryla got the mash in the back, If a boy move mad, get turned to a pack. Chest or neck, fam, we don't do chat, Run with drillers, no way we lack. I'm on the mains, with a flick or a shh, Swing it once, make a boy do flips. Pagans talk, but they ain't on piss, When I step round there, bare blood gets split. From the nine to the six, man's active daily, Ops on the block? Spin that, crazy. Bro got grabbed, but the case look shaky, Still on the roads, no one can tame me. Karmaryla hold the broom, she sweepin' the scene, Corn in the clip, make it jump like a bean. These man ain't bad, they're soft, they're clean, One phone call, now your block's wiped clean. Karmaryla got the mash in the back, If a boy move mad, get turned to a pack. Chest or neck, fam, we don't do chat, Run with drillers, no way we lack. Dip, dip, watch the Rambo slice, No second chance, man's rollin' the dice. Step with the gang, make the whole block ice, Try violate once, won't make it back twice. Karmaryla on job, she's ready to burst, Put a boy in the dirt, now he's layin' in the hearse. Man's been cursed, can't undo the worst, Still chasin' bread, gotta quench that thirst