Текст песни Caught Series, Pt. 10 - Destorm Power

So finally the Jamaicans decided in my product
Man nis was in traffic
They don't look so Jamaican to me papi
Girl we're Jamaican as fuck
Mm Jafaking
Bring me my case, and my drugs better not be lase
Get over there
I swear to god if it is
It ain't
Imma set it off in this place
Boss I can't wait to use my brand new gun on these fools (gun on these fools) get blood on my shoes
What if the Jamaicans set us up
Please boss, let us kill these two dudes
Wait, homie don't do that, no what you want to do that for
If you kill us, there's no more drugs, we the plug
Let him up
Open the case
(Click click)
Time to give my drugs a taste
Taste it papi
Wait a minute, that's flour
That's impossible
Kill these fucking cowards
My pleasure, get down on your knees
Spare us, I'm begging you please
Too late
We're two dead nis
Don't you dare pull that trigger
Why brother?
Is this the man you love manita?