[Intro]

*Brrrr*

Aye turn me the fuck up man

Aye we out here with the Four Side demon check, lets get it man

Turn them speakers all the way up, shorty

Yeah

[Verse]

50 hanging out the chop (Bah, bah)

Might aim at his pops

Beat the block up with the one-two (one-two)

I feel like a boxer

I'm still in the kitchen whipping Betty Crocker

Beat up the pussy, then I had to block her

Remember Tae had the pounds in his locker

.9 on me, nigga, no Tony Parker

He say he the plug, but that nigga lied

What happened to that nigga? Oh, he died (damn)

How you a shooter but you never slide?

That nigga want beef, nigga, come outside

My bro grab the MAC, but I got the .9

7.62's, I'ma aim at his spine

I let the chop sing, Let it Shine

If it ain't about money, you wasting my time

I'm back on the block and you can't catch me lacking

I got that water, nigga, Percy Jackson

15 in this clip, if a nigga acting

3 for 15 how the plug, he be taxing

*Brrr* Hello? nigga, what it do?

I sold him some lean, remixed it with fu

I'm breaking down bricks, nigga, kung fu

I trap out the four, two times two

I got the straight drop (yeah)

Shit make your knees lock

Gas in the Ziploc

These niggas actors, they funny like Chris Rock

Bust down rollie, that boy got a G-Shock

Roll with the chickens, he serving the peacock

Ain't for the conversation, let the stick talk

See me walking with the lick, that's a glick walk