[Intro]
Part 3 or somethin'
They'd been beggin' me for this shit too
Yeah, take it easy
I'ma go and spazz for 'em, I say

[Freestyle]
On 2Cups
A lot of my opps got me fucked up
Shorty gon' eat, like I took her to the lunch truck
You dumb fuck, a lotta n***as talkin' that don’t know shit
But I know a lotta n***as with guns that ain't know shit
But all I know is smoke shit, tote shit, poke shit
All I know is street shit. Want beef? I'll roast shit
I been spittin' heat, but the past weeks I ain't wrote shit
Phony ass n***as only call me when they want shit
Promise I don't owe shit, if I owe you then you beat
For a feature you get taxed, if you my homie then its free
If you lackin' while its crackin', I'ma do you like they’ll do me
'Cause I know I can't get no pass
When they catch me they on my ass
That's why I gotta keep this bitch right next to me
Fuck n***a get popped like ecstasy
She like, “Slow down, you in too deep, you on my ass,” to me
I totes the 4 pound, ridin' 'round in these streets, n***a won’t get the best of me
'Cause them hollows be burnin' n***a no Ray Sherman
You ain't gotta flex for me, 'cause I ain't got no type n***a
Like a dyke n***a, I don’t like n***as
Shells bigger than shark teeth, take a chunk out you --- It’ll bite n***as
This life come with death or the can, I don’t see why it still excite n***as
Free the guys, still sendin' kites n***a, blessings on the cases that they fightin' n***a
'Cause I done been in that jail, so free Leeky and Clam
Shout out to PBG Bandz, smoke dope by the gram
Know I don’t give a damn, let my 40 spray like its PAM
They know I go ham
Once I let this bitch blam
You better hope this bitch jam
I don’t fuck with n***as just like Uncle Sam
But stay with a couple killers off the yam
So shout out to Juicy, he a fool with that tooly
Die 5, but I fuck with the Hoolies
Don’t fuck with no goofies
Once you come to our town you gon' see it go down like the movies
Shout out my n***a Snake Face
I need somethin' at least hold 17 shots fuck a .38
In the field we don’t play safe
Give you hollows and have your shit lookin' like Blake face
So take it easy, before you end up like Teezy
And my wrist be on freezy
Call Savage Sheen tell him brin' me the gleezy
He like fuck that shit boy I'm goin' with you
You blow, I'm blowin' with you
We double breasted
You take one, I take one, I'm scorin' with you
I'ma cross the street, you gon' walk up on em
They ain't even gon' know I'm with you
Me and bro get to blowin' from 2 different angles
You ain't even gon' know what hit you
Swear my shoes won't fit you
N***a wouldn't believe all the shit that I been through
Everybody got my name in they mouth tryna get a lil' clout
What you want me to diss you?
RIP 2cups, Poohbear, Big eazy and Pep, on bro I miss you
Free the guys so when i get signed you still got a bond
I'm comin' to get you