[Verse 1: Q Da Fool]
I'm with the gang and we face n***as
Like a blunt
Cook a n***a like grandma in the damn kitchen
Pop a Xan, now my chest itchin', Pablo got the best chicken
We got the Mac in the stu', Trap n***as say fuck all the rules
We really killing n***as this shit ain't cool
I'm addicted to molly; put it in my food
Big Flock got the chopper, he shoot out the roof
My OG gave me wisdom just like my tooth
All my n***as like to kidnap
You don't pay the ransom you don't get your kids back
Now pounds but I started with O's
N***as hating cause I'm fucking their hoes
Put the A1 in the pot, put the A1 in the pot
You ain't whippin' right so get out the spot
We been caught bodies, bitch that's a fact
Glizzies clappin', Go to the show where the hoes clappin'
My bro down the road and I know he maxin
He said he got shot, goddamn what happened?
We on the block where bullets clappin
We on the block where bullets clappin
A lot of bitches; buying designer
Getting money n***a it really happened
I would be locked up if I wasn't rapping
I would be locked if I wasn't rapping
I would be locked if I wasn't rapping
I would be locked if I wasn't rapping
I carry that Mac like a bag of Takis
I carry that MAC cause that bitch be clapping
[Verse 2: Big Flock]
.223's come and they fuck it up
[?] and you know that we fuck him up
[?] you know that we buckle up
Chop with a scope and you know that we coming
Pull up on your block know I come with them shooters
Glick boy; we don't fuck with the Rugers
N***as know we shoot them shots out the Uber
Q Da Fool, sorry, you know I fucked Cooder
I had to go get the Mac cause' it's cuter
I fuck with the killers', and robbers, and movers
You gotta say Ruger to [?]
These n***as love to bring beef you computers
[Big Flock n***a you on Parole]
N***a fuck a judge, n***a that's what I told em'
Remember in the cell; Making it swole

[Verse 3: Q Da Fool]
In the jail making [?] and bowls
I'm fucking with Flock, like I fuck with my Glock
Air out his car, cause' he owe me some guap
You already know that I keep me a pole
Catch a body then I'm burning the clothes

[Verse 4: Big Flock]
Damn! N***a's know I got a drop
If you snort it then it burn up your nose
N***a's have a tat, Omerta the code