PACK A PUNCH

Ray gun to his face, I left his stupid ass on Shangri-La
His head was big as hell, it wasn't shit for me to make it pop
Purple potion in a soda turn me to a juggernaut
Pack a punchin' all my straps, I'm insta kill with all these chops
Round 1, I chop slop until my money right
Mystery box in the trunk, fuck round and pull a thunder strike
Switch on the Glock give me double points
Crawlers what I must avoid
'Cause y'all will do anything when a youngin shinin' and you not
Up 2 Glocks, dual wieldin' with explosive ammunition
Rotten corpses in the area my youngin, can't you sense it?
Overdosed, they hit me with the quick revive, back to the mission
Been told you, I'm here to stay a hundred rounds and I meant it
Timid in the first 5, I ain't finna lie, it was gettin' a lil hairy
Bodies gettin' buried in the courtyard, need more lawn
No man left behind, I carried
I ain't never scary, fa sho that
Hell hounds round me, they gon' show that
Shootin' shots youngin, no Kodak
If you see me with it, best believe I'ma blow that
Frag grenade thrown inside yo trap, I'll blow that bitch to smithereens
Talkin' all that shit, I'll make you swish some Listerine
Flash bang yo hoe, I'm gone before you intervene
Zombies callin' me, I call my trap Waffenfabrik Der Riese