[Hook]
Young Savage, why you trappin' so hard?
Why these n***as cappin' so hard?
Why you got a 12 car garage?
Why you pullin' all these rappers' cards?
'Cause these n***as pussy and I'm hard
I turn that fuckin' soft into some hard
I grew up in the streets without no heart
I'm prayin' to my Glock and my carbon

[Verse 2]
So much dope that it broke the scale
They say crack kills, n***a my crack sells
My brother in the kitchen and he wrappin' a bale
Louis V my bag and Louis V on my belt
Chain swangin', diamonds blangin', hold up
Pistol swangin', gang bangin', hold up
N***as actin' like groupies, they don't know us
Little do they know their bitches fuckin' on the tour bus