[Intro]
Yeah, it's Famous n***a
These n***as all know how I'm rockin' man, yeah
This how I'm comin'
Fuck any n***a and how you feelin', look

[Verse]
It's like this, you say we beefin', bitch you better keep your strap
'Cause if I catch you out of bunk I'll leave your brains up on your lap
Rrah rrah, two to the scalp, and that's a wrap, you heard me?
Don't make a n***a grab a realer, get the K and go swervin'
Like what the fuck a n***a mean, like I won't pull up at his doorstep
That Smitty got a beam, fuck a shooter, I don't need no help
Why send another n***a, you ain't gon' tell on yourself
Just lay here 'til we come out and bust your shit with the four-fifth
He thought it was a game so it's time for me to show him
Stay in your own lane, that's what somebody should've told him
He think they down bad, now a n***a gotta smoke him
Twenty to the face, that boy name won't even know him
I'm with that, this K ain't got no kickback
For those who ain't get that, your foe ain't gon' miss that
When you hear that, don't try to run and get back
Lil bitch it's over with, you know I'm 'bout to push your shit back, real talk