[Verse 1]
Rolling up the Runtz 'til I'm sick
Take a hit (Yeah, yeah)
That bitch like my talent 'cause these n***as be my kids (Uh)
Run up with that choppa, hundred rounds inside this clip
Walk up in the function with a .30, watch him dip (Yeah)

[Break]
(It's you)

[Verse 2]
Uh, back in this bitch yet again (Yeah, yeah)
I fucked this bitch and her twin (Yeah)
[?]
It don't make no sense (Bitch)
She wan' see me win
That's my twizzy, yeah, my twin
I been stalling like I'm [dead?]
Back in [?] again (Okay, okay)
Show her who I am (Okay, okay)
Choppa make him dance (Yeah)
And I'm sippin' on my act (Yeah)
I don't care about these racks (Yeah, yeah)

[Outro]
Everything is over