[Intro]
(My n***a Lee, I think we got another one)

[Verse]
My sister try to ask me how I feel, I don't know for real
But if a n***a try to do somethin' to me, I for sure'll kill
I'm not gon' act like I ain't ready for no getback
Everytime they hear the click-clack, it's gon' push a n***a shit back, listen (Hm, huh)
We got guns or somethin' (Huh)
We'll walk a n***a down with a run or somethin' (Huh)
Taught lil' Blood how to move, he my understudy (Huh)
Get it understood, 'fore we put you under somethin' (Listen)
Addicted to these drugs, but I'm productive (Huh)
Business meeting at a titty bar or a luncheon
At a dungeon
Family get to creepin' through your window
Hell yeah, them my kinfolk
Tryna see what it hit for
Listen
(Hm, woah)
If it's not a part of big squad, get him off
Uh, she is not allowed to dick ride, she the opps
Ahh, hit her in her top right after she give me top (Ah, listen)
Big ape, going bully mode
New Drac', came from overseas, going fully mode (Huh)
Granny trippin' in the trap 'cause the cookies gone (Huh)
All the bookie 'bows, we done shook them hoes (Huh)
I just got some shrooms from my lil' n***a
He got a rifle on him that'll go boom on your lil' n***a (Huh)
Rio kicking it the white folk like he ain't from the hood
Them conversations he havin' gon' make sure we all good (Now listen)
Watch me get turnt (Huh)
Make this bitch twerk (Huh)
Smoke a n***a
Put they main mans on his shirt (Huh)
I get high for real, ain't never seen me flip Perks (Huh)
And I'm always with the n***a who can get Perks
(Huh) Get the word out them scripts like they scriptures
Put a bird on a bitch, now she can retire from strippin' (Huh)
N***a always with his gang, never with his children (Huh)
That's why it's gon' fuck you up when somebody kill 'em
(Hm, hmm, hm, hmm, hm, hm, hmm)
(Huh, huh)
Nah, I ain't relapse
This a double cup of coffee (Huh)
A hundred bands feel better than some cough syrup (Huh)
A brick of ten just came through soft serve (Huh)
(Hm, talk, n***a)
Ice cream truck, through the hood with a Mossberg
Slidin' through Atlanta shooting trays, what the Hawks heard?
Slidin' through Atlanta acting brave, sellin' Falcons
I'm the plug
Not the n***a in the middle you be mountin'
I got powder for them white bitches in the line, not no Talcum
(Huh, rerock)
Might go Bobby Jackson with the knee highs
I be tweakin', that's why they keep on askin' for the rewind (Now listen)
(Hmm, hmm, uh, uh, uh, hold up)
I ain't never ever acted like no bitch, look at this
Other fist, I'll hit you in your shit real quick
I might go Ricky Bobby, but I can't go Bobby Brown (Huh)
It'll never be my name when they say body found
Naw, I can't let no 'nother lame put me in the ground (Huh)
I'ma show some shit in the middle of the game like I'm Bobby Knight (Huh)
Like any of that could be my day but I said not tonight (Huh)
Pulled up with my pipe, I'm gon' make sure TT plumbing right
(Huh)
Make sure that bitch a shower 'fore I crank it
I ain't tryna smell no apple juice from your babies (Huh)
Iced it up, could give a fuck 'bout who you came with (Huh)
They gon' wait in the hallway until it stink again
I'm gon' take a shower, you gon' leave, I got pape' to get
Pick yo panies up, pelvic bone, and your pancreas
(Huh) Beat it out the frame, fuck you thought? (Huh)
Free you over my name, ain't no box that I bought
I'm a box-office n***a, I just thought 'bout
Acting like I don't give a fuck (Huh) about y'all
Bitch
But it ain't no act
Like a n***a
Tyna tell me he got the last pint left (Huh)
Ain't no such thing as close enough to it except death (Hm)
Pour out the red
Chop be done blew you, get pressed
Huh-deugh