[Chorus: Rob Vicious]
These n***as gon' talk shit, but n***as won't do shit
My gun got two clips, I be on bullshit
Ride 'round chopsticks, I'm swingin' locks bitch
I'm finessin' my plug out a whole sixteen, I'm gonna re-rock the shit
Fuck n***a you popping it, n***a you won't do shit
N***a you ain't popping shit, that shit just bullshit
I be on bullshit, I be on bullshit
Talking like he move bricks, n***a that shit bullshit

[Verse 1: Rob Vicious]
Fuck n***a I'm Rob Vicious, been juggin' since fourteen
And if dude say I ain't never bust no jugg then he must not know me
This bitch gon' blow me, I know she know things
She suck that whole thing, goddamn, I OD'ed
Hop out with that thirty-eight, I feel like Ohgeesy
Strip a n***a out his chain, that shit was so easy
Lil bitch, I'm Hellawave, and we get hella paid
I take your cell away, make a n***a wanna tell today
Gang gang in this bitch, squad in this bitch
Got that boy Lil Rob in this bitch, he robbing and shit
Thats why we can't take Rob in this bitch, he robbing again
And we got the squad in this bitch, a lot of this shit

[Chorus: Rob Vicious]
These n***as gon' talk shit, but n***as won't do shit
My gun got two clips, I be on bullshit
Ride 'round chopsticks, I'm swingin' locks bitch
I'm finessin' my plug out a whole sixteen, I'm gonna re-rock the shit
Fuck n***a you popping it, n***a you won't do shit
N***a you ain't popping shit, that shit just bullshit
I be on bullshit, I be on bullshit
Talking like he move bricks, n***a that shit bullshit
[Verse 2: Rob Vicious]
Gang
I woke up early in the morning, thought about snatching a chain
I do this shit for my dead brothers and none of this shit for the fame
Man on gang, these n***a is lame
In squad that I trust, this shit never change
I'm so HellaWave, I'm feeling like busting the trap on the chain
Fucked around and blew a bag with the gang
Fuck around and shoot a round at your gang
Fuck around, it's fifty rounds in your face
Hollow tips, do you wanna die today?
Bullshitin' make the bitch fly away
If you ain't the gang then bitch you my way
Try to shoot him, he gon' make 'em fly away
If you ain't the gang then bitch you my way
N***as talking shit, bitches off the shit
She fell in love with Vicious, she can't get up off the dick
And now she running all it back so I can re-up on the trap
But I be robbing most my plugs, that's why them bitches off the map

[Chorus: Rob Vicious]
These n***as gon' talk shit, but n***as won't do shit
My gun got two clips, I be on bullshit
Ride 'round chopsticks, I'm swingin' locks bitch
I'm finessin' my plug out a whole sixteen, I'm gonna re-rock the shit
Fuck n***a you popping it, n***a you won't do shit
N***a you ain't popping shit, that shit just bullshit
I be on bullshit, I be on bullshit
Talking like he move bricks, n***a that shit bullshit