[Intro]
Bee, bee, bee
Let's go
Bee, bee, bee
Let's go
Bee, bee, bee
Let's go

[Chorus]
N***a be so down bad, want a feat for twenty dollars (What?)
I ain't snitch on a n***a back then, I don't know, your honor
Oh, you want some racks? Finna go put it on you (Let's go)
It only take five bands, but I'm finna put a lil' coup on him (Let's go)
We in a mission, might just put a lil' deuce on him (Let's go)
Yeah, my slay bout to stick 'em, them choppa bullets get glued on him (Let's go)
Yeah, I'm finna blick 'em, I don't even wanna send them lil' dudes on him
A—A—A-Aim it and hiccup, hundred bullets, he don't know who shot him
He talkin' a lot but we gotta drop on him
Might as well go and fucking red dot him
Fat bullets hit you, n***a go knock out
I know where you at, so I'm finna block it
Fuck your block, man, fuck yo' lil mama
CLS n***a cannot get caught up
Pull up on that n***a, get shot him
Put them lil' cameras on him like that n***a a model
This year, I might cop a lil' model
Fuck a line, n***a, pour the whole bottle
Can't hear, I'm on the phone with that n***a
I'ma go run it up then go fuck with some thots
Let my n***a know he ain't getting out alive (Hold on)
My n***as play with them pots