[Part 1: Toolie]

[Chorus]
He talkin' on Benji, then he gon' get shot
Ten to his head, make a bludda leg lock
I got a ounce, I hide it in my sock
Pussy boy snitch, cuz he 'fraid of my Glock
Bust to his chest, he gon' run to the cops
So I just pull up, put a gun to my opps
Talkin' that shit, that's the funna the block
I just got paid, jus to fuck up a jock

[Verse]
Bitch boy, he gon' talk
But I walked in with a Glock
Finna flip and deal the rock
When I spin lil homie block
JK, uh, I jus pulled up wit a AK
Wet up the fuckin' block, make a thang spray
I feel like the Joker, it go bang, bang
Don't talk down if you ain't gang gang

[Chorus]
He talkin' on Benji, then he gon' get shot
Ten to his head, make a bludda leg lock
I got a ounce, I hide it in my sock
Pussy boy snitch, cuz he 'fraid of my Glock
Bust to his chest, he gon' run to the cops
So I just pull up, put a gun to my opps
Talkin' that shit, that's the funna the block
I just got paid, jus to fuck up a jock

[Part 2: Armed Burglary]

[Chorus]
Pop percs, make a bitch go naked
Five, ten, Molly, and I slip it in her drank
Ion fuck wit nasty hoes, whose pussy really stank
I done came in, wit the xannies inna tank
Oh, bullets to yo brain, you can't thank
Famous hoes, and they naked sippin' drank
In my livin' room, shouts out my homies who ain' eatin' food
Cuz I promise I'da blow up, and I'll make alla this up for you

[Verse]
Ain't no pussy boy - [?]