[Intro: Charlie Murphy]

Bitch!

Things, like, escalated to the point where

You know, my man got too familiar

And I ended up having to whip his ass

Man you know, because, you know

He stepped across the line

Habitually, he's a habitual line stepper

[Verse: Cyraq]

Glock 26 finna show his emotions

Get put on a shirt if you want a promotion

Walk in the party I'm strapped like a trojan

Mug, Imma wet this ho up to a ocean

Boy you gon die better stop trynna fight

Nigga I sleep with the Glock every night

You popped like bacon or sugar and rice

Gotta new opp bitch and I fucked like twice

Imma shoot if you think I'm a punching bag

Nigga swing in the party we stomp his ass

Boy I'm cleaning the ho like a laundry mat

He can't come to the hood we gon punk his ass

Up with the AR make him suck on the titty

Just like a guitar Imma rock with the glizzy

I'm trippin, I'm spinnin, we bustin, we chasin the witness

He died on the freeway he finished

We gon put a beam on him while he at work

This nigga pussy lil bro finna squirt

Ran off on a white boy he called me a jerk

Glock 26 this ain't no nerf

My Chinese bitch gon eat me with chopsticks

And nigga my favorite sister a opp bitch

Try to drive by and get shot in the cockpit

Kill a nigga, shoot guns, so die bitch

Birds dissin and I won't let it fly bitch

Ion question so you don't gotta lie bitch

See, Imma head shot him and my bitch

Don't ask for my gun you ain't touchin my shit

Fresh off a lick with a band in my pocket

I'm pumpin the gas with my hand in my pocket

I'll be on her later Imma shoot like the Rockets

I just fucked yo bitch and I'm breakin her wallet

Glock on my hip got em bouncin like titties

For roachin get put in the air like a pigeon

Me and Eric tote 30s pull up and get silly

On bloods I'll slap me a nigga like Nipsey

We finna shoot put the dice on his head

Cyraq with a bag put a price on his head

Kidnap yo partna and chop off his leg

Pull up with a choppa we choppin his dreads

You gon teleport when my niggas hop out

Boy no education you finna drop out

In a party get shot, or get knocked out

Go get a toaster I'm finna pop out

Please don't die for actin too bold

And I'm still gon slide when I'm real real old

It's a drum on a Glock or a dick in this ho

I ain't answer the phone cuz yo bitch in this ho

[Outro: Cyraq]

Bitch! (Pussy!)

(Gun shot noises)