Unisex ft. Curt Mo

No mission, make it to the gang that I can do myself

Address a nigga by his name, I do UPS

I know bullets don't have names, and they unisex

We had to charge it to the game, they have no UBSs

That's a different type of anger, when the wound is fresh

Once bloodshed, there's more pain there than human flesh

Bullets don't got names, and they unisex

We pull up and leave stains on you, Ruby Red

They tried to put me in the box, but I broke out that shit

I hit the road to make some dough, I had to route that shit