[Verse 1]
Jan 27, 2007, humanitarian, bitch it's art of Aquarius
You talkin' shit, but when we pull up, you runnin, like damn, that's just hilarious
Don't bring no heat, he ain't prepared for it
'cause if we catch you lackin', know we gon' start flarin' shit
He stole a stack, I ain't even care for it
'cause i know my racks can't be compared to it
He came with the Uzi and he came with the crewie, no cap, that's my n***a KR
If we catch you sneak dissin', i'ma grab two 4-doors then slide on yo whole gang, 8 hard
You scared? well then you better pray hard
Better hope you don't get sent to that graveyard
If he say he gon' slide, know we got each other back, 'cause we gon' take theirs 'fore they take ours

[Verse 2]
Catchin' opps back to back on a daily
Smacked a 4, now my mind going crazy
Just met her, she wanna be my lady
That bitch fine but can't let shit phase me
Watch my back, make sure they don't snake me
I was down, now i'm up, now you hating
Not a game console, stop tryna' play me
Take you out, just know im not paying
Popped out, it's a jet on the set [Brdrdrrah]
Gucci links on my head and my neck
Glo'd up, had to up my asset
Can't chase no bitches gotta chase me a check
Slide to yo crib with a bullet-proof vest
Dip out the back and go handle the rest
Pulled up to the scene, had to flex on my ex
Can't touch lil MJ 'cause he know he da best
See something I like, just know that i'm coppin' it
Gotta drip, so a youngin' can't drop it
We gettin' money, lil bitch, ain't no stoppin' it
Catch you lackin', run yo shit like apocalypse
Catch an opp, send his ass to the spirit realm
All my n***as cold hearted, baby can't you tell
He scared we might pull up cause we ain't never failed
Send you some bullets like we in the NFL