Third Person lyrics

[Intro]
Ryan, what took you so long?
Prada Did It

[Chorus]
Oh, he think he tough?
Paramedics had to come pick 'em up
I had a vision, bro, it was us
Brodie kept throwin', 'til he saw the dust
Finger kept itchin', n*ggas know what's up
Two beams on the G, so you better not run
And If he move, you better shoot
n*gga, you better shoot or be dumb
Lights out, n*gga, it's camera
Put on your mask, 'fore this sh*t be no fun