[Intro]

It's a dirty game, man

Ayy

[Verse]

Cut all of my bitches off, all I need is one

All I trust is one nigga, I ain't goin' for nothin'

I been hearin' what they sayin', I heard they want me dead

So I got one in the head, you know how I play it

Mama tellin' me to pray and get right with God

But I been dancin' with the devil, I'm tryna pick a side

Every nigga with me certified, niggas know the vibes

Fuck around and get your shooters shot and get your robbers robbed

Fuck around and get your killers killed and make your drivers drive

Then make your driver shoot his self like he Cheddar Bob

Got a nigga flew in from Iran, he doin' suicides

Got an ex-Navy SEALs with me, he doin' scuba dives

Thinkin' 'bout movin' somewhere warm, 'cause I'm tired of snow

Leave the lot in the fastest foreign, but I'm drivin' slow

Nigga pull up on the side of me, we lettin' them rockets blow

Oh, that car behind 'em with 'em too? Well, shoot they shit up

Dead on arrival, I feel better, he ain't gettin' up

Back-to-back duallies, I'm with the shooters, don't get lift up

Niggas shouldn't have played, 'cause niggas know I never played with 'em

You with the other side? That's okay, you gon' lay with 'em

Face to face with 'em, hope you be there when that Drac' hit 'em

When that K hit 'em, I get mad, I let my apes get 'em

Throw a rock at me, these niggas scared to throw a stick at me

My hustle game cold, the plug wanna throw a brick at me

I move like Bumpy Johnson, more like Andrew Jackson with the bag

Never had a tab, I know little niggas buyin' slabs

Nigga say he lookin' for me like I'm scared or somethin'

He actin' like bro won't hit him in his head or somethin'

Niggas know the consequences behind the big whooper

I gave young dawg some extras, he a good shooter

Hang out the window on 'em, send sixty at 'em

My young nigga armed and dangerous, and he trigger-happy

Keep a ski mask on, he don't like to shake hands

He don't do the buddy-buddy shit, he don't want friends

He said he want enemies, nigga, fuck love

I asked him what he want for Christmas, he said more blood

Said we goin' to war with all these niggas, buy some more guns

Barry walked in with seven pints, I'm 'bout to pour one

I'm in traffic with two new FNs, I wanna blow one

Roll the window down and check the scene before I throw one