[Verse]
It's B. Lou, I be on the paper chase
Rob a n***a, blast a n***a in his face
Man down, yeah thats a murder case (Lil Bitch!)
Free all my n***as fighting cases in they states
We dem' n***as that increased the murder rates
Take a n***a bitch, Take a n***a spouse (gimme that shit!)
Pull out that chopper, and you know we air it out
We dem' n***as that them hoes be talkin' 'bout
This ain't no concert, but you know we rollin' loud
I ain't 'bout that bullshit, I'm bout that action
Anything for a hunnid, make it happen
Pull up to a n***a scene, get to cappin'
Leave a n***a sleep, no hotel
I've been getting hella cheese, no rotel
And I keep that 40 hot, n***a's gon melt
40 left his brains on the doorstep
I'm all bout my money, n***a none' else (facts)
I'm just tryna see a hundred bands (racks)
A n***a hit a lick, do the runnin' man
Remember first grade, I was sellin' that (B. Lou, B. Lou)
Remember second grade, I was sellin' that (facts facts)
Remember third grade, started sellin' crack
Pull up to your scene, n***a where ya at?
That bitch eat up on my dick like some Applejack (Yummy)
And she havin' that
Told the bitch, where the package at?
Makin' plays, that's acrobats
You can always find me, where a savage at?
Glizzy on me, check that aftermath
Went to school, but didn't pass math
Pop a n***a like a lortab
Got all these n***as mad
(Prrr Prrr!)