[Intro]
Ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah yeah, c'mon

[Verse]
I just want the money bags, I'm screamin' free Lil Yo
Ayy, just want the dough, I be scheming on the low, yeah
What he on? 'cause really we don't know
I told Lil Roy to get the door, two-two-three, bitch hit the floor
Uh, ayy, spin his block
Ayy, let off some shots, yeah
That ain't your n***a if y'all never bumped it out, okay
They gon' run with that, now watch 'em run with this
Thirty totin' and I'm down to blitz
Head first, I hit him in his shit
That ain't my n***a jit, that ain't my fuckin' kid
Free my n***a, let him out the pen
Hard head and I be going in
Fourteen hundred jit and I can't fuckin' switch
Totin' tools, yup, heavy sticks
Kel-Tec with a stupid kick
I be kicking shit like karate kid
Chop him up and watch his body split
I got some young n***as really with the shit
Grew up without a father, bastard child from the Bricks
Left pepper by the door, yeah, we just hit, can't trace the scent
Cracker blitz by six and when I hit need every scent
I'm strikin' pointin' windows, forty hit you like a bitch
I had to wait in line for this, Glock say twenty-six, yeah
Chopper eat your block like some sushi, sleep with fish
Drum with fifty shots and the beam came with the stick
I don't want the bop, man all she for is eatin' dick, ayy, yeah
Come on, all she for is eatin' dick, ayy yeah