[Verse 1: TEC]
Even when I'm in that escolade, I still don't lack
Bitch I'm strapped up
Pockets got some racks, tripple that when the pack touch
[?] I be sticking like [?]
Bitch called me a dog, but she always wanna [?]
Stop running your mouth, run your racks up
You pussy n***as full of flaws, and they act up
I'm tryna run a n***a down, let that mac bust
[?] bitch don't get caught up in that rap stuff
Just me and [?]
Came with a mac and black [?]
[?] ain't no [?]
Hit they block and wack whoever
Disrespect, the chopper wet him
[?]
Him and his dawg got wacked together
Stampeed from a pack of steppers
[?] get a [?] clap [?]
We just put up one more, check the score, tell him shut up
I make that lil whore call me king like Karеtta
All that ho know is cha ching, she was green when I met hеr

[Chorus: TEC]
Name a n***a that can do it better
PSETB, bitch Imma stand behind them letters
From 07 to 2011, we was full of bars
Now I pop a [?] feel like [?]
[?] my n***a now, fuck your plees, we ain't coppin none
Bitch it go down anywhere, have a shootout in front of Papa Johns
[?]
[?]
You [?] thuggin, you ain't even fucking in
[Verse 2: Boosie Badazz]
I'll put that on my n***a then
The robbers, the killers, the drivers, the sprinters
We certified, we stoppin these n***as
Boosie stuck in a deck, we gon block for these n***as
Got the drop on a victom, and the big dawg sent him
[?] money guns
Somebody catch him, tell the whole fucking hood, I got a hundred for him
It ain't no [?]
Money [?]
It ain't no coppin plees
And we ain't gon miss him
I'm a shark in the water, you can't fish me
[?] so don't diss me
Clapped up, how it end, rapped up
[?] they top, now they can't rap nothing
Ain't no [?] we bout business, we get it done
The first clique steppin on shit at the [?]
[?] 07 was done, we had plenty guns
Big steppers like we in college
[?]
Boosie Badazz!

[Chorus: TEC]
Name a n***a that can do it better
PSETB, bitch Imma stand behind them letters
From 07 to 2011, we was full of bars
Now I pop a [?] feel like [?]
[?] my n***a now, fuck your plees, we ain't coppin none
Bitch it go down anywhere, have a shootout in front of Papa Johns
[?]
[?]
You [?] thuggin, you ain't even fucking in