[Styles P & Naay]
Shit started off on the top floor
Took a deep breath, kicked in the door
Wavin' the cocked four
Money wasn't home so I tied up his cock whore
I had a dutch rolled, I threw the gun by her butthole
"what's the info ma?", she said
"you ain't gotta do that keep it simple pa"
And then the phone rang
The caller ID said it was him I'm looking for them stone things
You wanna keep it dormant?
When I put this on speakerphone, you better act real smooth
Find out when he coming home and play shit cool
Don't try to tip him off
'cause I'm only here to rip him off
I'll rip your motherfuckin nipples off
Phone rang again
She picked it up said she looking for him
("I'm looking for you")
She was in the kitchen cooking for him
("I was in the kitchen looking for you")
He spazzed out, called her a bitch
Said he should put her on corner
Have a motherfucka hooking for him
Then he laughed at her
And said "bitch I'll be home later" hung it up I laughed at her
You got a funny n***a
I got a dummy n***a
With a whole lot of money n***a
You might laugh and think I'm a dumb bitch
Is the reason why I put up with dumb shit
Look at me, I'm pretty and smart, plus I'm a young chick
22 going on 23 and I ain't no chick looking for weed
I'm looking for money trees
And I don't know the combo to the safe
If I did I would've breezed to Belize in a condo or a estate
Bitch you bluffing me
To kill both of ya'll is nuttin to me
So I hope you not fucking with me
Phone rang again
This time is coming up private
She said, let me get it, I won't try shit
I told her I know, the four go in your head like a psychiatrist
Man's must be drink up
Cause his voice said "bitch I'ma kill you, tits gettin shake up"
We hang it up she acted pretty and witty
She laughed, y'all n***as have a thang for them titties
I had to laugh with her
Phone rang again
Shit made my nerves jump, damn near blasted her
He said "bitch I'm on my way up now
Tell money I'm the gym suit and grey uptowns"
And he can throw the hammer in your mouth
I been watching and listening, there's cameras and microphones in the house
Have somebody fuck with a boss, bitch
And I'ma catch em outside and turn em to sausage
I'm thinking to myself that I might need a coffin
But I'ma flip the script turn the bitch to an orphan
Or better yet, money should've came with a better threat
'cause I done ran through some better vets
And I keep a plan A, plan B, even a plan C
Shoot everything up, fuck being fancy
Untie the bitch, threw her ass through the door first
N***as then shoot it, so she just hit the wall first
Used her for a shield then I ran through the stairway
Bullets like MCs looking for airplay
Guess who I caught in the doorway
I got his bitch, I give him the clip then let him get foreplay
Then I heard the phone ring, think it's my own ring
Missed two calls, it's an out of the zone thing
Now I gotta reach my home
Finally get my girl, she put my ass on speakerphone, damn