[Intro]
(JP, stop playin')

[Chorus: $tupid Young]
Hey
Big chops knock him off, ain’t no question
We gon' have the n***a baby mama stressin'
Dumb mans didn’t even have his weapon
All the opps tryna link up, that's a poor connection
Don't have the loaf tiptoein' through your section, n***a
'Cause it's gon' get ugly
We on the way, turn at the intersection, n***a
'Cause it’s gon’ get ugly

[Verse 1: $tupid Young]
How he left his gun at home when he spent some dough on it?
I just gave my youngin a pole, he'll put a soul on it
Check my paperwork, n***a, I never told on it
I made an oath to my bros, I’ll never fold on it
And tеll me have you evеr went to jail
Tryna post bail but you couldn't 'cause you had a hold on it?
And all they gave you was some paper and some stamps
But nobody wasn't there so you ain’t never even wrote it
Yeah, this life get cold, don't it?
You a ho if you got plays, and you don't ever put your bros on it
Strapped up like a whole hundred
Everytime I'm in the booth, I hear the beat, I put my soul on it
[Chorus: $tupid Young]
Hey
Big chops knock him off, ain't no question
We gon' have the n***a baby mama stressin'
Dumb mans didn't even have his weapon
All the opps tryna link up, that's a poor connection
Don't have the loaf tiptoein' through your section, n***a
'Cause it's gon' get ugly
We on the way, turn at the intersection, n***a
'Cause it's gon' get ugly

[Verse 2: Drakeo the Ruler]
N***a, it's gon' get ugly
I love with memory, I start pressin' buttons
I don't go back and forth with Teletubbies
His brains gon' be in the street with his cousin
Diddy Mike Treads, I seen him with the feds
I grabbed the mop and started aimin' at his dreads
All them smart remarks, now he missin' his head
Now he's a vegetable, but he really wish he dead
Don't wanna fuck her, I just really want some head
He gon' pay for the pussy, he gon' beg
Clown n***a, that's some shit I don't understand
Every opp don't like me was once a fan

[Chorus: $tupid Young]
Hey
Big chops knock him off, ain't no question
We gon' have the n***a baby mama stressin'
Dumb mans didn't even have his weapon
All the opps tryna link up, that's a poor connection
Don't have the loaf tiptoein' through your section, n***a
'Cause it's gon' get ugly
We on the way, turn at the intersection, n***a
'Cause it's gon' get ugly