[Hook: Calboy]

I woke up this morning thinking about them homicides

Lately I been singing ghetto lullabies

Lord forgive me I been sinning, I know better now

Little bitch no you cannot fool me, I know better now

Look at that bitch so cool

Look at my wrist so cool

I just been hustling we was just struggling

My niggas slept on the floor

Stack it and flip it then

I had to double it my niggas baggin em all

Don't fuck with them niggas

Them niggas be bitches, you tweak with the guys Imma score

[Verse: 147 Bubz]

Eh, I’m on the block and I got the blick

Eh, none of that talking you can get hit

Eh, nigga we was just starvin tryna get rich

I was in steamers, stacking the rest

30 with beam was hitting them licks, eh

Lights out, my niggas be ready for war that blood and gore

Remember when hitting them stores

Reached over the counter and hitting them drawers

Lil Wap on my line, I call up the Uber then I'm finna score

Homicides on my mind

I came with a handle just like door

What I saw traumatized me

Bodies get left right dead on the floor

I want some more some more

Yeah I need some more some more

My niggas bound to score

Yeah my niggas bound to score

Any talking talking tough

Put a nigga up just like chores, Ay

[Hook: Calboy]

I woke up this morning thinking about them homicides

Lately I been singing ghetto lullabies

Lord forgive me I been sinning, I know better now

Little bitch no you cannot fool me, I know better now

Look at that bitch so cool

Look at my wrist so cool

I just been hustling we was just struggling

My niggas slept on the floor

Stack it and flip it then

I had to double it my niggas baggin em all

Don't fuck with them niggas

Them niggas be bitches you tweak with the guys Imma score

[Verse: Calboy]

Shawty love me because she see me in this foreign car

Lord forgive me I’m relentless

I been breaking hearts

I don't fuck round with these bitches, she best play her part

From the trenches

Where we in it yea I carry on

Lil bro tote that mac

You ain't never shot no strap

Niggas ain't cut like that

Niggas ain't built like that

50 on me and I squeeze

Niggas don't kill like that

Niggas don't drill like that

They ain't even feel like that

Watch a fuck nigga run, shoot em in the rib like that

All I get is funds, tell the bitch I’m in my bag

All I want is guns, Imma lil trapper like that

If he got a problem, he can just hit my jag

[Hook: Calboy]

I woke up this morning thinking about them homicides

Lately I been singing ghetto lullabies

Lord forgive me I been sinning, I know better now

Little bitch no you cannot fool me, I know better now

Look at that bitch so cool

Look at my wrist so cool

I just been hustling we was just struggling

My niggas slept on the floor

Stack it and flip it then

I had to double it my niggas baggin em all

Don’t fuck with them niggas

Them niggas be bitches you tweak with the guys Imma score