[Intro: The Big Homie]
(Damn, Tye, you made this bitch too?)
(MIA JAY C)
Yop
Worry 'bout it, don't even worry 'bout me
Hmm, 'cause I'm a certified tweaker
N***a a certified tweaker

[Verse 1: The Big Homie]
I done turned my back and n***as stabbed me, huh, knew that shit was gon' happen
Should've upped and start blastin', but still don't give no passes
Cuz done got 'em gone, that shit like magic, huh, I wonder what happened
Long story short, them n***as lackers, worry 'bout it, huh
Bro we up score, n***a, chill out then, he still tryna get out in the field
Got three yops in case one jam, ridin' fishbowl tryna catch a salе
Whole time, n***a duckin', dodgin' me, huh, n***a can't duck thеse bullets
Huh (No), n***a can't duck no fully
Huh, yop, all my n***as some bullies (Hmm)

[Verse 2: Diddy Da Don & YBN Lil Bro]
Mhm
I tried to shoot first, you know TayTay, he a ballhog
Hit her off that Perc', ain't no work, made her call off
The ho asked me what I'm worth, an M if I round off
Bitch, I'm just a certified stepper who became a boss
Every time a n***a say my name, I go make 'em talk
I shouldn't've let that pussy live, damn, but he can't even walk
Been sittin' on a n***a crib for twenty minutes, he finally pulled up
Hop out, give him fifty bucks, but that was not enough
We want all them n***as' blood (Hell yeah, yup)
[Verse 3: YBN Lil Bro]
I know what I did, I ain't tryna talk
Can't believe what I saw
Miss my n***a, but don't worry 'bout it, knock his ass off
Bro'nem got them fast-ass cars, we fuck bad broads
Been had jaws
Ten toes, get me in that bitch, I'ma stand tall
I'm a fuckin' beast

[Verse 4: GMO Stax]
You know the hook can't fuck with me
Chopper push him up the street
Fuck them n***as up the street
They know that it's up with me
Bitches double dutchin', tryna peep
I don't like this opp pack, you can taste his dirty ass all in this fuckin' weed
And this shit came with seeds
When you see me, cop a plea
See you out, you coppin' pleas
Bitch my number-one fan, she like the way I style on beats

[Verse 5: The Big Homie]
Long live the mafia
I can't do shit for no bitch, go ask your spouse or somethin'
Shit, I'm quick to kick a bitch out my pad, better set the play or somethin'
Bitch, I'm beefin' with your cousin, tried to kill him, he's with your brother
I can't think, too much shit on my mind, the drugs gettin' to me
I can't ride with thirty shots, I need at least a hundred and fifty
[Outro: The Big Homie]
Don't worry about it, n***a