[Intro: Styles P]
Let's go Hav'
Can't fuck around....fuck around these n***as
You know?
Fuck em

[Verse 1: Styles P]
Yeah
King killer GOAT killer
SP the wolf, nowadays I sell juice
But back then n***as knew I used to be a dope dealer
I ain't even proud of that but you was talking shit
Like the Kingpin, I kicked the door, tell us where the powder at
I don't even want this shit, fuck it I could front this shit
Know some n***as in the hood, can't wait to pump this shit
Lucky I'm mature now, I don't want smoke
Unless I could catch the body, leave town, that's for sure now
Aston is four-door now, house by the white folks
Lеaking and you fell, you ain't know it, that's the lifeboat
I'vе been in the trenches where n***as is selling nitro
Ghost - how you doing your homie, I'm aight though
Yeah, mind your business, imma mind mines
I had nine .9s back in '99
Leave you on the bench with a stench, I am prime-time

[Chorus: Styles P]
I don't fuck around and fuck around with these n***as
I just say "Fuck em", stay around from these n***as
If they cross the line, buck a pound at these n***as
This shit is like a war, cover ground with these n***as
I don't fuck around and fuck around with these n***as
I just say "Fuck em", stay around from these n***as
If they cross the line, buck a pound at these n***as
This shit is like a war, cover ground with these n***as
[Verse 2: Styles P]
You wanna fuck with me?
I've been in the zone all year
I ain't got enough space to try and tatt two tears
Gun pointed at the door when I ask "Who's there?"
Know the answer's "Nobody" if I ask who cares
So I be in the mix like I'm Kool-Aid
Real cool n***a, fuck around and get your crew sprayed
Shit, a n***a been outside since Manute played
And I got a bowl full of bullets for your toupee
If I ain't carry a gun, I got two blades
Old school n***a that's familiar with the new ways
If you wanna play the wave, know the water meet the air too
Wanna play the K, bring the stick for the beard, duke
I gave you a jewel, I hope that you take it
Don't care if you don't 'cause real n***as make it
Notice I ain't say try
If your n***as don't know this, I ain't say why
H-A-V-O, G holst, n***a
For them n***as with the hammer in that ski coat, n***a
What up?

[Chorus: Styles P]
I don't fuck around and fuck around with these n***as
I just say "Fuck em", stay around from these n***as
If they cross the line, buck a pound at these n***as
This shit is like a war, cover ground with these n***as
I don't fuck around and fuck around with these n***as
I just say "Fuck em", stay around from these n***as
If they cross the line, buck a pound at these n***as
This shit is like a war, cover ground with these n***as