[Intro]
*Brrrr*
Aye turn me the fuck up man
Aye we out here with the Four Side demon check, lets get it man
Turn them speakers all the way up, shorty
Yeah

[Verse]
50 hanging out the chop (Bah, bah)
Might aim at his pops
Beat the block up with the one-two (one-two)
I feel like a boxer
I'm still in the kitchen whipping Betty Crocker
Beat up the pussy, then I had to block her
Remember Tae had the pounds in his locker
.9 on me, n***a, no Tony Parker
He say he the plug, but that n***a lied
What happened to that n***a? Oh, he died (damn)
How you a shooter but you never slide?
That n***a want beef, n***a, come outside
My bro grab the MAC, but I got the .9
7.62's, I'ma aim at his spine
I let the chop sing, Let it Shine
If it ain't about money, you wasting my time
I'm back on the block and you can't catch me lacking
I got that water, n***a, Percy Jackson
15 in this clip, if a n***a acting
3 for 15 how the plug, he be taxing
*Brrr* Hello? n***a, what it do?
I sold him some lean, remixed it with fu
I'm breaking down bricks, n***a, kung fu
I trap out the four, two times two
I got the straight drop (yeah)
Shit make your knees lock
Gas in the Ziploc
These n***as actors, they funny like Chris Rock
Bust down rollie, that boy got a G-Shock
Roll with the chickens, he serving the peacock
Ain't for the conversation, let the stick talk
See me walking with the lick, that's a glick walk