[Verse 1]
I'm a [?] n***a, 6 Mile the hood
Grew up on the streets, with all crackheads and wolves
Rolling off the hip, kept the baggies in the bush
Gotta watch out for the vans 'cause the traffic off the hook
Free my n***a Shine, they got him right after the summer
I guess them bitches heard about the price we got or something
My n***a coming home, we just waiting on the date
Some shit up in this property that y'all ain't never made
Laying up shitty, back to back to back to back
Thirty inch Forgiato wheels on that 'Lacky 'Lac
Everything brand new, we don't ride oldies, bitch
And we own carwashes, come and get your stolie rich
You already know the deal, catch me with the thugs coolin'
Crack it up, pour the seal, n***a, I make mud music
Pussies making lil' diss songs, I don't say nothing back
So when the police find a n***a, don't nothing match

[Chorus]
I got some shooters with me and I got some money on me
A bitch get out of line, I'ma put some money on you
We came here to tip and leave with some of these bitches
Don't make us flip the script and leave one of you n***as
I got some shooters with me and I got some money on me
A bitch get out of line, I'ma put some money on you
We came here to tip and leave with some of these bitches
Don't make us flip the script and leave one of you n***as
[Verse 2]
One time for the twins [?]
'Cause we was selling dope when n***as couldn't leave the house
Shout out my uncle [?], a real n***a for real
The vans hit his crib, he had a bird and they ain't see it
The shit you n***as talk about is really all whack
Asking all these questions, man, you n***as sound tapped
Everything I'm saying on this bitch is all fact
Them boys really 'bout that action, they don't party, they don't rap
We used to go and hang out at the bar when we was kids
Then Yoyo got killed, man, this shit done got real
Fuck with Mack Ave and Warren n***as, we got it in
Welcome home DP and free my n***a Lil Will
Free my n***a [?], rest in peace my brother James
R.I.P. C and Lil Drew and my n***a [?]
I can really keep going, my n***a, it's so many names
Fuck some rap music, this the shit we see here every day

[Chorus]
I got some shooters with me and I got some money on me
A bitch get out of line, I'ma put some money on you
We came here to tip and leave with some of these bitches
Don't make us flip the script and leave one of you n***as
I got some shooters with me and I got some money on me
A bitch get out of line, I'ma put some money on you
We came here to tip and leave with some of these bitches
Don't make us flip the script and leave one of you n***as