[Intro]
Drum Dummie
Ayy, say look, check this out, lil' bitch, you
We hit the club, you heard me?
I'm full of drugs and I'll do you

[Chorus]
We hit the club fresh to death, but we strapped down with heaters
Say lil' pussy, you be lookin' pussy, you don't wanna meet 'em
You out your mind, you can't fuck with us, lil' boy, we ain't equal
And all my n***as tote them sticks but B can shoot it better
We hit the club fresh to death, but we strapped down with heaters
Say lil' pussy, you be lookin' pussy, you don't wanna meet
You out your mind, you can't fuck with us, lil' boy, we ain't equal
And all my n***as tote them sticks but B can shoot it better

[Verse 1]
On the block with no shirt on, he strapped up with that heater
All ten, he hit the K, he gon' dig if he see the people
I see an opp, he do him dirty, got thirty stuffed in the nina
Don't give a fuck about the people, I catch 'em, I leave 'em
And I been doin' this shit for a long time
Sit back and hit charade and won't, I'm ridin' behind mine
Shit, I do magic with the Draco, shit I step and blow
Shit throw me back, two by two, I'm on the road, ho
And we don't get checked at the door, Tyda snuck in the pole
We did it boppin', do our thing, and we rock all the shows
And I ain't goin' back and forth, lil' bitch know we can roll
I hit your city, any state, bitch, I be throwin' fours