[Intro]
Got, got, got ya, sucker
This a Lamb' instead of a 'Rari
Now man... (D-J-J-T)

[Verse]
This a Lamb' instead of a 'Rari
Now man, it's big as fuck (Dope)
Cut a n***a head off his shoulders, then kick it up
Let that bitch fall to the ground, his homies pick it up
We don't pay for hoes, dick 'em down, they be tippin' us
I'm [ridin'/runnin'] and I'm dodgin' stupid potholes
Trust me, you don't wanna look down the [gun/Glock?] nose
Bend the block, dip a n***a like some nachos
'Cause I got green, tell a n***a some cilantro
I'm [?] you know call up DPs
Call the wrong plumber, he gon' leave a n***a leakin'
Ridin' in a low-low (Skrrt), oh, yeah, we creepin'
[?] turn to a feast
Oh, yeah, you know we pop up, we gon' pop ya
Pull up to your cookout to pop ya
Come through, turn your trap house to a [mob/mop] house
Leave your head on the floor, your blood gon' get mopped out
Got some n***as in the pen, yeah, free [?]
And sell cheap, leave a man down, mayday
Chuck shoot you like a duck, Wesley Snipes, blank K
Chino sellin' E so everyday is pay day
I got some n***as on the seventh mile of the eight mile
Rocaine piecin' n***as up and them [aced out?]
[?] hold my Ruger, I brought the K out
Hit his block on holiday, turn into a bake out
I need some thot yeah [?] bring it up
[?] with your shirt up, then he wring it out
Shells at your head, so I can see what you thinkin' 'bout
John Dang, he gon' pull up just blare me out
Balmains or Robins, I got options
Flip him like a sack, Keke thought he was a robber
I'm goin' fast in this M6 and it's raining
Bitch, put your seatbelt on, no complainin'
She fell in love because of that
I need a restraining
Lamron they gon' come through and make arrangements
DK send P's up [in and out?]
Tadoe been on me in a Benzo
Big birds sendin' hot shots, n***a, get low
Slide down on a lil' n***a, hit his big folks
Lil' Rocaine know we pull up, ain't no boxing
Don't get out takin' off your shirt, we let shots squeeze
Steal a n***a's lies, but we are not thieves
The way we cut these n***as up, we make lunch meat
Rest, R.I.P. dawg, smokin' dope, [?]
Up this AR-15 and Mad Maxx a n***a
That's cool, but they on the roof, though, snappin' pictures
At least that's what it look like when that scope smack a n***a