[Intro: 252 Lico & Stunna 4 Vegas]
Uh, uh, uh, uh

[Refrain: 252 Lico]
Bitch, I just cooked up
I'ma serve it to 'em while it's hot
When I grew up, all that I used to study was that dope cookin' in the pot
I keep that heater on me, yeah, I'm still a felon, if a n***a try me, he get popped
Back then, all these bitches didn't give a fuck, but now these bitches on my jock

[Chorus: Stunna 4 Vegas]
I want that cash and what come with it
Let me know when it drop, I'ma come get it
Lil' bitch won't get off my line, she cryin'
She like, "Stunna, can you come hit it?"
Yeah, can I bring my gun?
She like, "Boy, I got my son"
Why you actin like a young n***a?
I won't go out like a dumb n***a

[Verse 1: Stunna 4 Vegas]
I get to that sack like I play for the steelers
So I might change my name to, "Gravedigger"
Grew up with killers and gangs
I'm in the field with my n***as like slaves
I put that shit on my brother grave
N***a play with his name and he gotta pay
I got that boy on my face
You might get shot in your face
I ain't fucking with fake n***as
My foot on the gas, the fuck is a brake?
You ain't the plug, you pay the plug everything you make
Never saved a ho, never wore a cape
That pussy don't excite me, bitch
I'm in love with the cake
We got that green like a forest, wait
He from the other side, I'ma serve 'em the shake
My n***as slimes, snakes, she let me fuck, we ain't goin on dates
She chew this dick like a steak, we don't beef, it get put on a plate
Good gas, lil' ticket, pack shit from Denver (Ooh)
N***a, them numbers is great
Play with my n***as, we coming with .50's, somebody dyin' today
[Chorus: Stunna 4 Vegas]
I want that cash and what come with it
Let me know when it drop, I'ma come get it
Lil' bitch won't get off my line, she cryin'
She like, "Stunna, can you come hit it?"
Yeah, can I bring my gun?
She like, "Boy, I got my son"
Why you actin like a young n***a?
I won't go out like a dumb n***a

[Refrain: 252 Lico]
Bitch, I just cooked up
I'ma serve it to 'em while it's hot
When I grew up, all that I used to study was that dope cookin' in the pot
I keep that heater on me, yeah, I'm still a felon, if a n***a try me, he get popped
Back then, all these bitches didn't give a fuck, but now these bitches on my jock

[Verse 2: 252 Lico]
Yeah, uh, got what you need, yeah, these fans keep on callin' me
Nah, I don't understand why these pussy n***as even front, don't play with me
N***as'll smile in your face and act cool, but know it's all make-believe
What's up with that shit that you talkin', n***a? But none of y'all n***as can fuck with me
We takin your shit, you can't get it back
North Cak, bitch, you know where I'm at
Fucked his bitch, then I send her back
Broke n***a, go and get you a pack
Why you lyin', you ain't been in no trap
All of that fake shit, boy, you cap
Stop with that fake shit that you rap
Broke as hell, go and get you some racks
Was down bad, I ain't goin back
Don't come around my n***as for real
We ready to hit shit, we walk around with them big sticks
My n***as, they really go hit licks
And if it's problems with my n***a Stunna, then n***as get dealt with
[Verse 3: Veedoe]
Ridin' with bags an a warrant
Told her that I would be right back in the mornin'
Just came back with a ton
Servin' the boof while I'm smokin' on Runtz
If a n***a play with Vee, I'm bustin' this gun
Know it get risky, you know I'm the one
And then gon' ask can I give her some funds
I said, "Let's visit, let me nut on your tongue"
Ran over that ho like a stump
Play with her heart, yeah, I do it for fun
Know that I run it like Gump
Know that these n***as, they hear me like Trump
Veedoe and Dreel bad news, like, what?
Mixin' my moves in my skinnies, I stomp
Move four pounds like a blunt
Stunna said these n***as gon' front
N***as, they short like a bunt
Need to catch up, no Hunt's
One phone call and you done
Got two Drakes with a drum
Painted sidewalk, redrum
Got his mama cryin' for her son
He shouldn't of did what he done
I'm risky, I do what I want