[Chorus]
I said, whoa, go buy some lean, I don't no fuckin' water
Bih' tell ya dead folks and yo son I'm tryna fuck your daughter
And this bitch really, really hoe, ever fuck a bitch, ever ran a matta?
I swear the Glock got a mind of its own, motherfucka done got smarter
I swear this muhfucka' buss when i tell it to
Yeah, fuck n***a, we breakin' hella rules
Hang with the mobb, that's what I'm used to
Doin' that job, hm, loose screw
Yeah, it's cold outside, igloo
I'ma wipe that boy nose, no tissue
And drop a dime on a opp, no pencil
I catch a opp, show his ass my pistol