Oh so now you with them thugs
You got caught wearin a wire, snitchin on ya plug(Damn!)
Later on, I saw you at the club in some jeans and them hoes was fittin snug(Tight!)
I know my pockets skinny but they showin love(They are!)
But back to you, you don't know how to finesse the jugs
I run when it's a drug flood
You snitchin on yo team, n***a time to Sub
Thats why I fucked ya baby momma
In ya tub
While I was sippin mud, now it's time to roll some bud
But you a
Snitchin ass n***a so I'm Watchin out for them cameras
Lightin L's like
Candles, I'm a young Kolonel Sanders
You wearin more plugs than a Panel
We ballin', you
Can't change the channel
You ain't talkin money, you
Canceled
Don't double dribble, might get handled
They'll rob you for your
Gucci sandles

(Hook)
This is what it was x3
A n***a got caught up and started snitchin on his plug
This is what it was x3
He raided out his plug x3(Oh no!)
Well this happened on a sunny day
A young n***a swangin out his driveway
His dumb ass went the wrong way, so the laws followed him to the chase
And now he met a drug dealer with a bag
And in that bag it had a whole lotta cash
And in that bag it had a whole lotta grass, some mud and some coke
He was breaking bad
And then the law got right behind him after
He started runnin, he didn't know the next chapter
And then he saw the law boys in the front, his dumb ass had to put out his blunt
And then he snitched on his plug, he a fool
And he told them where that n***a went to school
And he told that n***a where that n***a live
Two days later, they bust in his crib