Strikeout ​​bodyGaard

[Intro]
Overdose
[?]

[Chorus]
Class out, now we gon' spazz out
Fallout, where gon' stay now?
No doubt, [?] lifestyle
Strikeout, you ain't gon' stay 'round
Class out, now we gon' special
Fallout, where gon' stay now?
No doubt, [?] lifestyle
Strikeout, you ain't gon' stay 'round

[Verse 1]
I got a thousand in my bank account
You goin' broke, ain't got shit to count
I need my money, the right amount
Knife to his dome, and he scream and shout
All of your homies ain't really bout it
Knife to their throats and they snitch you out, bitch
No need to be running around the town
They'll be finding your body in the lost and found

[Bridge]
Red alert, danger
Slice off your majors
Make you endangered
Leave no remainders
Running your fade like a taper
Why are you talking, you stranger?