(Intro)

These streets of cocaine...

05 fuck 'em, man I ain't gon' lie, motherfuckas done got real cold out here this season man, 2014 it seem like everything all bad

(Hook)

Niggas get smacked with the Glock

And I won't fucking stop

I said

Niggas getting smacked with that Glock!

And I won't fucking stop

I said

Niggas getting smacked with that Glock

And I won't fucking stop

I said

Niggas getting smacked with that Glock

And I won't fucking stop

(Verse 1)

All I know is hard struggle, off the muscle, talking Shit

Working jobs, no family, Niggas thought I burnt the bitch

I damn near killed a nigga, Around the year 2010

Niggas be playing cause I'm skinny and I'm a short nigga

I'll murder you in court nigga, I love being a dark nigga

Garth nigga I be hitting licks, solo, by myself

No guns, no masks, all pain, red eyes

Dead stares with the snake eyes, stop fucking with them fake guys

Yeah nigga, no smile, you niggas ain't fucking thugs nigga

Taking pictures like a fucking faggot

Death to all you closet rappers (Fuck em)

Hit you with that K faster (Fuck em)

You be hating on Lil B? (Fuck em)

You probably are a fucking faggot (Fuck em)

Death to all you closet rappers (Fuck em)

Niggas out here helping me? Real nigga, I gotta deal with it

Facin' 30 I did that, keep it real I ain't no jail nigga

I'm two star whippin' cocaine

All white like mescaline is

Pussy niggas get the business, none of my cars is fucking rented

Young nigga flexing Reggie Miller, young nigga flexing Ty Lawson

Niggas die and nobody care, Imma flex cause I'm so gorgeous

Knowing Lil B ain't easy, but I keep my head up

Death to all you fuckboys, Imma keep stacking my bread up

(Outro)

05 fuck 'em, mixtape, I ain't tryna go hard on niggas but, its Lil B man I do me, I love the world though, I said I love you but fuck these suckas