I like this girl Cause she's sorta kinda into magic But I'm superstitious, so I don't tell her that sh** Over-caffeinated, vacillating back and forth Between scum and God When I was creeping up the boulevard Boxcutter in the waist No shoes on But you know that dope is laced, 30 case to the face The good old days When I keep getting kicked out Smoke a pound of hate but nah This is my life so Let the highlights roll Filthy and spiteful One hand on my heart, the other hand on my rifle My dog, he'll bite you, cause he don't like you And I don't really blame him cause I think just like him So buck if you're bout it Get shot if your not I don't know what I am, but I know what I got (Bad Attitude) And a fistful of money Your God and your whole team couldn't take it from me Scummy nineties Yeah I'm Gunny Highway 1240 just a number and it got no face Like you, put my metal up inside your face [Like] mall rat b**hes with bad grades Don't test me