[Intro]
We'll just leave one on
Woah, Kenny
Yeah
Yeah, look

[Verse]
Don't pray to God, pray to me
Don't play with dogs, the pedigree
On the level that these n***as never seen
Show some etiquette or we gon' wet the scene
Open my phone when the fellas speak
With the fake numbers, eleventeen
Big jugs like I'm gettin' drinks
N***as came from deal but was never green
I think my shooter done lost his noodle
He talk to Rugers but not to Buddha
He 'boutta bruise your entire crew up
After tyin' you up, .44 firin' you up
They gon' find you up underground sewers
I'm a hound, chewin' up the town through 'em
Hollow tip bullets was found through him
Crackers don't pay for no crimes, dude
Talk to him, get a n***a chopped up
Better get a medic or a doctor
Better get a mop, bruh
Never give it, never get it just to get it locked up
N***as still runnin' in the spot when it's locked up
I got one in the head, ain't no miscounts
I got one in my hands and your chick's mouth
Don't end up with your head in a pit mouth
N***a, don't end up dead, throwin' the best out
Walk 'round this bitch with my chest out
Walk in this bitch with lil' Wopo
He walkin' 'round with that TEC out
We used to talk about deep shit
She just wan' talk about sex now
Gotta get back on my deep shit
I just be rappin' 'bout checks now