I shoot out
I no self-proclaim badness, you better take note
I shoot out, I shoot out
Them fire me, fire back now
For this, I no suck muck on paper
I nuh wear you a cane, I tater
Some a who nuh soul call bad girl a clown
Bad pon foul, who nuh can't control me later
Dem a try frighten you, we bow in a fray
Guns pull out like when police a raid
Boy, dem get me ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-mad
Empty the mag and a paper the bag
I shoot out, I shoot out