[Intro]
Cook that shit up, Quay

[Chorus]
Big bail n***a, pound break a scale
N***a, yeah, we was gettin' it through the mail
Pray to god we never see the po-po, got 'em by the boatloads
Swear to god we gettin' 'em in by the truck loads
In front my moms, swear I gave him a hundred pounds
N***a do ya thang, you know a n***a hold you down
Ain't no back-and-forth, have lil one gun you down
Them n***as talking gangsta, n***a go round for round
Go round for round, ayy, we'll go round for round
Them n***as talking gangsta, n***a go round for found
These n***as know they ain't gangsta, n***a can go round for round
My young n***a going crazy, n***a can go round and round

[Verse 1]:
Big bail, make them bitches break the scale
Straight, they get it from the mail
Pack nine and we like yeah
Take care my whole team, them PFK, them bitches clean
A n***a rerockin' over there, you know we selling straight clean
And I did it for my dawg
When he came home, he was fucked up
And I gave him racks and we balled
And a n***a balled on y'all
And n***a seen them flaws all in y'all
Put a hundred on his head if that's the cost
I'm calling big shots like a boss
[Chorus]
Big bail n***a, pound break a scale
N***a, yeah, we was gettin' it through the mail
Pray to god we never see the po-po, got 'em by the boatloads
Swear to god we gettin' 'em in by the truck loads
In front my moms, swear I gave him a hundred pounds
N***a do ya thang, you know a n***a hold you down
Ain't no back-and-forth, have lil one gun you down
Them n***as talking gangsta, n***a go round for round
Go round for round, ayy, we'll go round for round
Them n***as talking gangsta, n***a go round for found
These n***as know they ain't gangsta, n***a can go round for round
My young n***a going crazy, n***a can go round and round

[Verse 2]:
Got the thirty hanging off
Let to shoot if it pop off
Bad bitch with good brawn
Ass fat from down South
Know some killers go retarded off that boy
N***a acting real hard so he hard
That n***a pussy in his heart and he know it
Told him never show his hand and he showed it
I just gave you n***as a boy, you better quote it
I know these young n***as real and I know it
Tell them free Young Blue, he never foldin'
I'm a 9th Ward god and you know it
[Chorus]
Big bail n***a, pound break a scale
N***a, yeah, we was gettin' it through the mail
Pray to god we never see the po-po, got 'em by the boatloads
Swear to god we gettin' 'em in by the truck loads
In front my moms, swear I gave him a hundred pounds
N***a do ya thang, you know a n***a hold you down
Ain't no back-and-forth, have lil one gun you down
Them n***as talking gangsta, n***a go round for round
Go round for round, ayy, we'll go round for round
Them n***as talking gangsta, n***a go round for found
These n***as know they ain't gangsta, n***a can go round for round
My young n***a going crazy, n***a can go round and round