[Intro: Don Q]
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Corleone
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah

[Chorus: Don Q]
I gotta run up and stack up these M's
Tell the people I'm snappin again
Fuck all the chatter, we ready to spin
Don't ask about Shhh!, what happened to him
All of the opps is straight pop
N***a, why would I name drop?
Couple hundred in the safe locked
Give it to my lawyer, get the case dropped

[Verse 1: Don Q]
Fiends love me when I slang rocks
They was off the glass likе a bank shot
Window down in my tank top
Blowing loud passing by the state cop
He triеd to pull me, and write me a ticket
And tell me my license suspended
Fuck what he saying, you know I ain't paying
I'm liable to rip it up right when he finish it
And I go and pick up a bitch from the Stuy
That I'm on point my attendance is high
Lil bitch be boostin' and getting me fly
Only exclusive shit that I buy
[?] hit that on the 5th of July
I broke down when I said my goodbyes
What made you tough where I had to come up with pistols get fired
And chickens get fried
[Chorus: Don Q]
I gotta run up and stack up these M's
Tell the people I'm snappin again
Fuck all the chatter, we ready to spin
Don't ask about Shhh!, what happened to him
All of the opps is straight pop
N***a, why would I name drop?
Couple hundred in the safe block
Give it to my lawyer, get the case dropped

[Verse 2: DUSTY LOCANE]
Don't you get them (?) cases
That's an opp, so I'm catching a face lift
If I back up the Tech it's a flagrant
Hollow tips in the clip no replacing
You got a dumb bitch that don't listen
My little baddie she sanctioned
I put my drum clip on the mission
Up it I'm tryna erase him
Roll up a opp then I face him
Seen a (?) like Im Jayson
Pushing weight on the East like I'm Tatum
Caught him cracking the fire so we laced him
Chase him, chase him
He got lucky them bullets had grazed him
Chase him, chase him
He won't get away bullets gon' race him
You sucking dicks be honest
I can't love her ain't making no promise
Playing your role in the (?)
Set the drop and the killers out pronto
Say you gon' step when I stomp there
See the game approach with percaution
[?] Straight Outta Compton
I'm stacking my M's, I need me a portion
[Chorus: Don Q]
I gotta run up and stack up these M's
Tell the people I'm snappin again
Fuck all the chatter, we ready to spin
Don't ask about Shhh!, what happened to him
All of the opps is straight pop
N***a, why would I name drop?
Couple hundred in the safe block
Give it to my lawyer, get the case dropped