[Fiend]
Ah, ah, Serv, Mr serv on
Where you at, where you at, where you at, where you at
Mr. Serv-On, come on boy, come on boy

[Mr Serv On-Chorus]
So what you wanna do, what you wanna do, bitch im from the tank
If you scared, homie leave, I make em fucking bleed [x2]

I respect that n***a that said it ain't where you from its where you at
I'm getting rowdy grabing on my tank
All the crazy n***as in the fucking back
Im fake tape snatching, hoe smacking, rental car jacking, riding your shit
Putting dick to your fucking bitch, you never hear me say quit
No Limit n***as fighting with a nose bleed
We done sold out in every city and I be doing shows over seas
Used to slang weed by the pound
Now i smoke it by the sack with V-90 and a whole bunch a pimps
Looking for a big booty gimp
N***a dont ask me if im set tripping
Bitch im loving gang banging
No matter how you decide as long as you got love for this tank
Bitch ill ride til I die
Put a gun to my head bitch I ain't scared
When you do that know who you bout
N***a im from the south