[Intro]
(Ooh, that's a Hardbody beat)
(QRedOnTheTrack, and he runnin' this beat)

[Chorus: Fredo Bang]
N***a yeah, yeah
Big ol' pistol on my waist, I could go fed, yeah
Put that pencil on a n***a, we bust lead, yeah
In the rental tryna leave a n***a dead, dead
N***a yeah, n***a yeah
N***a yeah, yeah
Big ol' pistol on my waist, I could go fed, yeah
Put that pencil on a n***a, we bust lead, yeah
In the rental tryna leave a n***a dead, dead
N***a yeah, n***a yeah
N***a yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Fredo Bang]
Brand new .40 Glock just copped up out the shop
Hollows hit his skin, he need some water cause them bitches hot
N***as talkin' gangsta when you see me make your pistol pop
Rest in peace to you, that draco make a pussy n***a pop and lock (Pock and lock, pop and lock)
Bin Laden pistols, they go stupid everytime we spot an opp (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I got thirty in this .30, he died on the second shot (Baow, baow)
They wan' burn me, I'm not nervous 'cause I keep this pistol cocked
He was talkin' like he hard now on a shirt his picture cropped (Bitch)
.40 knockin' off your tattoos (Yeah, yeah), I go nuts like cashews (Yeah, yeah)
Catch 'em in the whip I'm tryna do 'em like the last dude (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Every hood up in my city ain't no section I ain't ran through
I spend a quarter at the light knock off a limb, n***a bad news
[Chorus: Fredo Bang]
N***a yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Big ol' pistol on my waist, I could go fed, yeah
Put that pencil on a n***a, we bust lead, yeah
In the rental tryna leave a n***a dead, dead
N***a yeah, n***a yeah
N***a yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Big ol' pistol on my waist, I could go fed, yeah
Put that pencil on a n***a, we bust lead, yeah
In the rental tryna leave a n***a dead, dead
N***a yeah, n***a yeah
N***a yeah, yeah
N***a yeah yeah

[Verse 2: Gee Money]
Look
Run up on me wrong, I'ma flip a n***a, zip a n***a (Grrrah)
Watch how quick I flash and let the choppa hit 'em
Don't fuck with my bros, I stick to the code
Shout out to my n***as gone, and the ones on the road
Lean got me movin', slow still I gotta pay attention
I know n***as wanna kill me, I can't let a n***a get me
My life is a movie, Percocets got me groovy
I'm a young fly n***a bossed up, shout out Lucci
Heard a n***a hatin', really dog, I can't hear you
Took off on them feds, left them n***as in my rear view
Big ol' Ruger, that bitch bussin' leave a n***a dead
Closed casket, I don't want your chest I'm aimin' for your head
N***a, yeah
[Chorus: Fredo Bang]
N***a yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Big ol' pistol on my waist, I could go fed, yeah
Put that pencil on a n***a, we bust lead, yeah
In the rental tryna leave a n***a dead, dead
N***a yeah, n***a yeah
N***a yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Big ol' pistol on my waist, I could go fed, yeah
Put that pencil on a n***a, we bust lead, yeah
In the rental tryna leave a n***a dead, dead
N***a yeah, n***a yeah
N***a yeah, yeah
N***a yeah yeah