[Intro]
Yeah. Huh? Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, ay, we in that bitch n***a
Gang shit
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse]
We ain't talking on the phones
Bitch we pull up we gon' murk some shit
When the choppa hit a n***a it's gon' flip 'em like a burger bitch
He claim that he killin', pussy n***a never hurt 'em
And I ain't fuckin' with these hoes cause they stay up on some worsome
You and John behind a coupe, when I see 'em I'ma shoot
This a stick up pussy n***a, run his pockets take the loot
Bitch I ran off on the plugs
Bitch I'm loaded movin' drugs
N***a tried to rob me, so you know he caught them slugs
I told my mamma not to worry cause she know she raised a thug
Bitch I ain't got no fuckin' heart, I can't show no love
I got the choppa on my right, but the Glock is on my left
Like Benet Hunt it's when I see 'em I'ma cook him like a chef (yeah)
Three hot, you know that he groovin'
AK's don't fuck with Uzi's
Denzel we shoot and movin'
Stripper bitches fuckin' on me in jacuzzi
I fuck her once I can't wife her
Put a scope up on my choppa call that a sniper
If it's beef i'm pullin' up just like a diaper