Size 30 Lyrics

I keep 30 shots

Stuffed inside these size 30 jeans

Yeah the Tec

It go blat blat

He dead on the scene

Just for talking stupid

I might go ahead pop him like a bean

He tried to run

There ain't nowhere you can go when I up it

Look at the beam

I got a stick on me

I'm not gonna chase him

Big knock and it came with a laser

Put that clip right to his head like a razor

We fill him up with the lead for the paper

Stay with the oven I feel like a baker

And I still keep my wrist on a glacier

We making noise

We don't care about the neighbors

Throw bodies in water

I'm really a laker

He said that he wanna fight

I told him alright

Name a time and a place and I might

The only fight he's gonna have is a fight for his life

Cuz boy I ain't boxing for nothing

You missing the target

Boy what you doing?

You booming for nothing

If I send a shot then I promise a body gon' drop

That is the end of discussion

You get the front door

I get the back door

No ones surviving

What I got a mask for?

I'm really a shooter

What I gotta pass for?

I'm hitting my target

I don't need a backboard

I heard he be capping

I'm knocking his cap off

I don't need backup

I up it and blast off

I used to be broke

Now I'm taking the cast off

You get no money

I know what you mad for

I keep 30 shots

Stuffed inside these size 30 jeans

Yeah the Tec

It go blat blat

He dead on the scene

Just for talking stupid

I might go ahead pop him like a bean

He tried to run

There ain't nowhere you can go when I up it

Look at the beam

I keep 30 shots

Stuffed inside these size 30 jeans

Yeah the Tec

It go blat blat

He dead on the scene

Just for talking stupid

I might go ahead pop him like a bean

He tried to run

There ain't nowhere you can go when I up it

Look at the beam