[Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame]
I woke up this morning too turnt' up, my n***a, I be balling
Pink slip shawty, I don't do no fucking lease
N***as dry snitching, want to run to police
Put it on my niece, you gon' die before me
I put that on the G, Grove Street n***a
Where I'm from, we don't brag if we catch a body n***a
That's just life
Real shit, n***a, that's just life
Watch out for your friends when they got a knife
Blood brothers, me and Wooh Da Kid
Run up over here, no more hard year
Six millions, that's real shit
I'm on my squad shit, flex, go hard, bitch

[Hook: Waka Flocka Flame]
They know my war stories, n***as know me
Walk up dumping, [?] me
Everybody killers, where are the bodies?
In the hood, where you could find me
Blood brothers in the club, it's a movie
My hood, you can call it grimy
Lights, camera, action
Center of attention, mention Wooh Da Kid and Flocka
That's a bad decision