[Intro: FMB DZ]
Going back and forth with no pussy ass n***a
Hm, The Big Whoop
1800 For You
Tsk
Aye

[Verse]
Ain't no need to check the score, Bitch imma keep scorin
I get money and go home, bitch my life boring
Mama want me to quit the lean but imma keep pourin
Got an automatic 12 gauge, look like a leaf blower
Outta town with my Buffs on, bitch im from Detroit
I got some white boys that really bout it, they in Ecorse
You ain't got no money in your pockets, what you sleep for
I-75 fucked up, i had to detour
Big ass diamonds in my ear, look like a keloid
Fuck around and buy your mama house, and be her landlord
Trap just spent a whole cup on my concourse
I got money, but ain't never got no time for it
She gave me her brain so i see whats on her mind for
She dont fuck with rappers, they be cappin they be lyin to her
Bitch I'm really active I'm in traffic I be flyin to it
You can do whatever, long as you put your mind to it
I'm done smokin weed, sippin lean, bitch im focused
My n***as on that tip you better watch how you approach us
Them sticks in the whip, but we got out with them pokers
Wearin brass knuckles, I'll leave your shit open
N***a I'm the don I ain't never need no coachin
Presi on my arm I ain't never did no votin
I feel like n***as owe me, better come up off them tokens
Firebomb your studio and leave that bitch smokin
Snatch a n***a out his pickup truck like Hulk Hogan
Beat him in his legs, with a bat, til they broken
Imma keep my foots on they necks while they chokin
I make all my hoes bring me a check like I'm pimpin
I might put a hundred on my neck cuz im ignant
Once you on that side you got to stay there you can't fix it
You been beggin me to shoot this bitch you bet not miss it
They got my n***a locked, need pay my dawg a visit
I come a long way from fuckin with you lame bitches
I got a group of white boys that like to hang n***as
I used to treat your pussy ass like a gang member
I finna split your shit cuz I got a bad temper
Boogie man goin up top why you think he came with us
N***a you ain't gang gang, you ain't front no pain with us
If that was me in Golden Sun I would have Johnny Cage'd n***as
Pussy ass frozed up like you was on the stage with it
Word through the grapevine i heard you sayin you made n***as
Bought that little ass chain but you ain't never paid n***as
You was my brother i ain't gon kill you, we can catch the fade n***a
Beat you in the waves n***a
You gon need some braids n***a
Better get out my way n***a, get hit with a stray n***a
I walk through with eight n***as, I be with them apes n***a
[Outro: Sada Baby]
Fuck is you talking about, big ape shit n***a
The whoop way, whoop whoop whoop whoop whoop
Y'all n***as hoes, we ain't, we up, y'all not, let's get it, bitch
WHOOP