FBI

Them boys the FBI and I'm an S-P-Y

On your block with some tools I'm boutta D-I-Y

Got him gone in the summer was a clear blue sky

Then I hit the freeway talking six-thirty-five

Got some stories I won't share it's a sick dirty life

Move in any direction cause I am The Dragonfly

Look up in my reflection

See the pain in my own eye

Got bitch boy detection so I don't do much respecting

Ran to his boys he was looking for protection

Fucked the whole squad up he was my main selection

Repo on his soul cause his debt was in collection