[Intro: Baby Soulja]
You know what I'm sayin'
Fuck that plan, take off though
Hahaha, yeah

[Chorus: Baby Soulja]
I'm facin' ten, tryna get me a sentence
They say I hit the n***a with that glizzy
I don't know nothin' 'bout nothin', mind your business
I sent that n***a to the sky 'cause he was dissin'
I'm facin' ten, tryna get me a sentence
They say I hit the n***a with that glizzy
I don't know nothin' 'bout nothin', mind your business
I sent that n***a to the sky 'cause he was dissin'

[Verse 1: Baby Soulja]
Man, bitch, that be that 'Nolia talk
Pull up and I hop out on a n***a, that's that murder walk
Bitch say she gon' eat it all, that's that dirty talk
Couldn't find him so we killed you, that's your brother fault
Pussy, I'm on the road, bitch, I'm pissy drunk
And I got the call that my brother slumped
Dropped my head, what the fuck?
Oh, I see how they wan' play it
I ain't stoppin' 'til one of them n***as dead, and what we did?
Hey, slidin' through the city with that sniper on me
Car ain't in my name, ain't got no license on me
I be rockin' jewelry, say she like it on me
You know I'm on some shit when that jacket on me
Poppin' them pills, makin' him feel like he strong
He ran up, I knocked him out, eyes closed
Bitch, I'm a menace, you better ask 'bout Lil Dough
If I ain't got it, bitch, I'ma rock, come on, bro

[Chorus: Baby Soulja]
I'm facin' ten, tryna get me a sentence
They say I hit the n***a with that glizzy
I don't know nothin' 'bout nothin', mind your business
I sent that n***a to the sky 'cause he was dissin'
I'm facin' ten, tryna get me a sentence
They say I hit the n***a with that glizzy
I don't know nothin' 'bout nothin', mind your business
I sent that n***a to the sky 'cause he was dissin'

[Verse 2: PC Tweezie]
First off, I ain't that n***a to be fucked with
Don't get your head bust wide open for all that tough shit
I'm a lion in that jungle, I'm a gator in that water
I'm the cable to your charger, n***a play, he gettin' slaughtered
I got 'em hollerin' out that murder talk
Fuck around, make me murder y'all
Pass the church and the choir, Cadillac and the hearse involved
Baby Soulja don't fuck with that, you know what's up with that
5.56's will turn a bitch to an acrobat
Welcome to the bottom, you pussy, this ain't your habitat
Can't leave the house without it, no guarantee you gon' make it back
They hit up my lil' partner and I see you but he shakin' back
A life of the murder and drama, wish I could take it back
Black and white, you ratted on such-and-such, I'm just statin' facts
Ten toes, never been pussy, so why I hated that
After cap, pull up at 6 right where your baby at
Fifty to get your baby back, pussy, Tweezie

[Chorus: Baby Soulja]
I'm facin' ten, tryna get me a sentence
They say I hit the n***a with that glizzy
I don't know nothin' 'bout nothin', mind your business
I sent that n***a to the sky 'cause he was dissin'
I'm facin' ten, tryna get me a sentence
They say I hit the n***a with that glizzy
I don't know nothin' 'bout nothin', mind your business
I sent that n***a to the sky 'cause he was dissin'