[Intro]
Chris, you know I'm 'bout to have fun with this one, right?
Look
[Chorus]
I say ounce after ounce, half after half
Gun after gun, stash after stash
Branch off on them niggas, watch how niggas get mad
And when a nigga fall off, that's when niggas get glassed
[Verse 1]
Street smart, raised by the best, nigga I was showed a lot
Thirteen years old, was holdin' down that yola spot
With M.G. and Mil 'n shit, we was tryna build some shit
Grandpops was booked, they say he was out here killin' shit
My uncle Joe [?] carjacking, out here stealin' shit
[?] car crackin', got me for that rack, he a bitch
Gray hunnid grams now, fuckin' with that tan now
Fuck a couple thou', I'm tryna make a hunnid bands now
Sacrifice my life, look momma, I'm a man now
Gotta feed my kids, gotta look out for my fam now
Sorry granny damn, but I can't work for Uncle Sam now
I only got one chance so I gotta take that stand now
Hangin' with them thugs, gangbanging in my blood
Just got into it ovеr some bangers with my cous'
L's for the 28, [?] said it's a nicе number
We got them shits comin' in, it's gon' be a nice summer
[Chorus]
I say ounce after ounce, half after half
Gun after gun, stash after stash
Branch off on them niggas, watch how niggas get mad
And when a nigga fall off, that's when niggas get glassed
[Verse 2]
Scale after scale, sale after sale
[?] a livin' blessing 'cause his head took a cell
Man, just listen and be slow to speak, that's just what was told to me
The Lord be watchin' over me, no shackle, they can't hold the G
Twelve knockin' on the door, they tryna get ahold of me
Cross your nigga for that bitch, you should wear a rosary
Cup after cup, Xan after Xan
Lick after lick, scam after scam
Two-faced ass nigga, I ain't tryna shake no hands
I ain't tryna make no friends, I'm in this shit to win
Sin after sin, prayer after prayer
Fuck a lotta hoes, got a lotta haters
Niggas want me knocked, let's see if they complete the mission
Fourty ride with me and my trigger finger keep on itchin'
Lord please forgive him for all the crimes he keep comittin'
But the world is cold and the motherfuckin' streets is sickly
[Chorus]
I say ounce after ounce, half after half
Gun after gun, stash after stash
Branch off on them niggas, watch how niggas get mad
And when a nigga fall off, that's when niggas get glassed