[Verse 1: Lil Reese]
Run up on you shootin' like I mean it
Got lil bro with me and he'll kill a n***a for no reason
Send a n***a to see the reaper
This bitch go off like the street sweeper
Better not leave out without you heat neither
Fuck n***as, I don't need 'em
Been up on the score, we ain't even
When I up this bitch I'ma keep squeezin'
I rob a n***a, that's on Moe
Then I post up on the four
Then n***a come through though
Fire your shit up, now you know
Better not come through here no more