That did it

That did it, that did it

You's a cocky motherfucker cause you love to run your mouth

They put me on the track cause they know I run this out of town

So if your head's big then I aim at it, better chill with all of that talk

Cause I go for miles, like a nine to five, and I still ain't take a day off

I be on fire like I am in hell, bitches want out but I can't give 'em bail

Swear that I'm tired they humming, they here when I'm coming like