[Verse]
Check
Aight
Part time Citizen
Menace to my city
Getting pissed off and yet again
I'm still not feeling this
The real problem is
That I got a bunch of dweebs for some f**ing friends
I dare you try to pop
b**h it's 6 hundred 66 of soldiers on the block
And we ready willing and able
We launching out them missiles
And you couldn't stop us
Even if you brought a god with you
You can give a shot and come see us
I got non believers
Running with a n***a like they wide receivers
Night creepers
Creeping through the dark Like they Mickael Pietrus
Circle tight, for squares to come between us
Like some slice of pizzas
They like "Yo lah Wha**up with the 6?"
I'm like