[Intro-Trouble & Bigga Rankin]
Dawg, now that you free, 431 days to be exact n***a, what you goin' do?
You know what I been doing?
Fuckin them hoes, hahahaha
I'm free pussy (hahahaha)
431 days to be exact, pussy
Pussy (YURRRD)
You know what I'm talking about n***a be going hard as a motherfucker
Still got patnas doing stretches my n***a
And we still busting like a bitch
And n***as ain't just busting for me
I let my cannon off too, Carbon-15
You don't really understand do you n***a
Well you better catch up with it ya know what im talmbout
It's a green light
That wasn't just a motherfucking mixtape n***a
It's a green light, for real
Fuck the red light on the beam like what it seem like

[Verse 1]
Little [?] told me "Ya better catch up"
Join the Mob or get wet up
Ion nann give a fuck 'bout next up
No freshman bitch, I'm a big dog
No rookie bitch, I'm a young OG
Ain't nothing pussy 'bout me
Try me I'll make them choppers sound off, sound off
Project n***a gone off liquor, an alcoholic
They say they wanna get it popping, then I'ma start it
On the bullshit like always, pretty cool dude but I'm hella rude
When it's time for it, n***as be talking too much
I ain't got time for it
All black Dickie suit
I be thuggin' with the troops
Smoking bogies in the coupe
40,000 in my pocket pussy
Push me if you wanna
I'ma kill you then go fuck that hoe
Wake up getting blown
[Interlude]
YURRRD!
See, you n***as really don't understand, do you?
You n***as still don't understand
You n***as just a bunch of pussy ass n***as who done linked up trying to create some shit
What they call that? A facade?
Yeah. You n***as a facade (YURRRD)
I should go up to an elementary school and pick up a drum from one of the kids
And I wonder if I put it on TV will the people realize which rapper it is
It'll be all in one, pussy ass n***a
It's still a green light

[Verse 2]
I stepped out of them prison gates
Finally free, December 17
431 days I've been roaming
Thinking about the time that I stripped MacBoney
Still on the same old fuckshit
FSC, we all we've got
Fuckshit crew, who gon' touch who
2,000 will have you n***as through
2,000 to make your bitch do what it do when she leave with our crew
You smiling, but I'm talking about setting your pussy ass up with your troops
Fake ass industry n***a don't want war
Fake ass rapper they really a bunch of wrestlers
Dusty musty little broke fucks
Dusty musty little broke fucks
Get it in, get it out
That's what I'm about (uh huh, uh huh)
Edgewood n***a and I'm repping that South (uh huh, uh huh)
Eat my girl's pussy up n***a like yah, yah, yah
You don't understand really do ya n***a like yurd, yurd, yurd (YURRRD)
[Outro]
Uh huh, uh huh
Yah, yah, yah, yah
YURRRD
Uh huh, uh huh
Yah, yah, yah, yah
YURRRD