[Intro]
(GMoney)

[Verse 1]
Ayy, lost a couple friends, lost some hoes, lost some family members
Told 'em don't watch me, boy, watch TV, don't change that channel, n***a
Comin' down your chimney with some presents like Black Santa, n***a
Ayy, she thought she fucked C4, I let the family hit her
Ayy, I got a whole bottle of Percs to fight the damage in 'em
Ayy, if he just start gettin' shit for free, he got them scammers with him
Ayy, I don't need no bodyguard, big 40 Glock to handle n***as
Uh, we known for puttin' n***as on t-shirts, then light candles with 'em
Uh, Trayle was a bad kid, C4 tried to slam the sittеr
Ayy, I leave some Kool-Aid on your shirt from onе of my jammers, n***a
And my bitch gon' shoot with the nails, got her a hammer, n***a
Ayy, I'm in a whole 'nother tax bracket, boy

[Chorus]
Know a couple n***as that got some stains and went to the candlelight
Diss Guitar, he ain't tryna fight
C4 ten sticks of dynamite
I came up off that china white
He fucked a bitch that got a mite
I fucked a bitch that got me right
Knew he was broke, he sold the pipe
I'm not even gon' go, no, C4 don't got a show tonight
You know that he the realest ever, the family on his shoulders, right?
I tell all my n***as thank you, I give credit where you supposed to, right?
If you don't catch no fish how I be fishin', I still showed you, right?
[Verse 2]
Ayy, a n***a sneak diss on the kid, I tag his toe tonight
Lil' bro said he ain't takin' no more L's, he brought his pole to fight
I'm smokin' on some shit that got me talkin' to the poltergeist
C4 get topped, then kick the bitch outside, that boy is cold as ice
I take off on 12, give no fucks, n***a, I don't know no rights
They aim at they car, better duck, they pulled over twice
Say he was gon' do anything, whatever I told him, right?
Heard that boy said Big C4 had saved him, said he owed his life

[Refrain]
Ayy, don't get to lookin' crazy, I'm gon' up it, I'm gon' up it
I ain't got nothin' to pour that lean on, I'm gon' have to just Peach Crush it
I ain't been doin' what I been doin' to quit at the introduction
Heard these n***as lookin' for me, I'm like fuck it
Uh, chain on the outside of my clothes, but he won't touch it
And my players usually playin' with they nose, how it get duckies, uh
N***as used to just rappin', ain't no substance
Uh, 12 don't like these clutches
I'ma keep trappin' 'til I'm rich as Warren Buffett

[Chorus]
Know a couple n***as that got some stains and went to the candlelight
Diss Guitar, he ain't tryna fight
C4 ten sticks of dynamite
I came up off that china white
He fucked a bitch that got a mite
I fucked a bitch that got me right
Knew he was broke, he sold the pipe
I'm not even gon' go, no, C4 don't got a show tonight
You know that he the realest ever, the family on his shoulders, right?
I tell all my n***as thank you, I give credit where you supposed to, right?
If you don't catch no fish how I be fishin', I still showed you, right?
[Refrain]
Ayy, don't get to lookin' crazy, I'm gon' up it, I'm gon' up it
I ain't got nothin' to pour that lean on, I'm gon' have to just Peach Crush it
I ain't been doin' what I been doin' to quit at the introduction
Heard these n***as lookin' for me, I'm like fuck it
Uh, chain on the outside of my clothes, but he won't touch it
And my players usually playin' with they nose, how it get duckies, uh
N***as used to just rappin', ain't no substance
Uh, 12 don't like these clutches
I'ma keep trappin' 'til I'm rich as Warren Buffett