[Intro: Steven Hubbard]
Yea, guess what
That ain't gon' to work, yea
So guess what

[Verse 1: Steven Hubbard]
Now I'm gassed up
Running back to the truck
Gotta go grab my motherfucking backup
Yea
So now when we riding
Yea
You know I got the fucking .40 on me
And you know it's sliding
Yea
The .40 got hollows, don't even give a fuck
Motherfucker better watch out before I make it (?) first
Yea
Straight into the grave
Motherfucker thought I was lame
Nah
Well guess what
Now I'm back up
Yea
Watch out cause guess what
I'm doing 180 on the I-40
Don't even give a fuck
Cause guess what
Wе done it
[Verse 2: Queezy_the_Gangster]
Now Queezy's in this bitch I ain't fucking around
Just watch where you walk whеn I step up in yo town
Thought I was bluffing, bitch, this not a joke, no clown
Think to myself in the silence, bitch, no sound
Bitch, don't size me up, you need to back up
Don't step to me if you can't handle being smacked up
You being a cutthroat is the joke that makes me crack up