[Hook]
Check them stripes
I ain't really want to shoot 'em, but I ain't gone fight
All these niggas out here barking, but they ain't gone bite
Why you niggas out here acting like you ain't termites?
[Verse 1: Fatboynuke]
Pull up in foreigns
I'm touring and scoring
These niggas want war so I'm leaving them pouring
Money, the power, the sex so important
I’m shooting my shot like my last name is Jordan (swish)
Need all the money like it’s an extortion
Don’t owe me a dollar, get blown out proportion
Cash house is soaring
And meanwhile, I’m roaring
‘Cause this jungle’s mine and these niggas, they know it
Bitch!
I ain’t gone lie
That’s my pistol that you’re holding, but it’s just one night
If you’re looking for a problem, lil’ bitch, I might
Lose it all for a dollar like my name’s Suge Knight
Told you, niggas go missing
Putting bands of their heads so my killers gone listen
Children, all these niggas my children
Take them all for a walk, I’ma drown them in a river
Heartless, yeah I’m sending them shivers
Mr. Wick with a Glock, how I’m squeezing on the trigger
Headshots, these here they headshots
Aim for the head ‘cause the bodies drop quicker, aye!
[Hook]
Check them stripes
I ain't really want to shoot 'em, but I ain't gone fight
All these niggas out here barking, but they ain't gone bite
Why you niggas out here acting like you ain't termites?
[Verse 2: JAYRTHETRAPPER]
I’m swerving on the lanes on the 105
‘Bout to go and hit a right to the 405
Four deep, four nines, that’s a homicide
Four nines, four thirties, better stage dive
Stab ‘em up, broad day when the sun shine
Bunch of shooters hold it down at the borderline
Got the hallows in the clip when it’s hammer time
Time is money, why the fuck do you waste time?
See an op on the field, I’ma gun ‘em down
Fresh brick off the boat, I’ma break it down
When I flip a whole bag, it’s a smackdown
Drop off a whole crate, that’s a touchdown
Get your whole wig split if you’re toe-stepping
Dancing with the devil all night, two-stepping
Stealing all your clientele, that’s an interception
Life lesson when you’re dealing with the Smith and Wesson
[Hook]
Check them stripes
I ain't really want to shoot 'em, but I ain't gone fight
All these niggas out here barking, but they ain't gone bite
Why you niggas out here acting like you ain't termites?
[Verse 3: Munik Montana]
Threw away my Glocks, bitch, I threw away my pistols
All I got is Ks, and I’ma make these bullets whistle
I told the police you can have this finger in the middle
Your bitch is a dog, boy, I left her at the PetCo
Cash-out with the plug, and now these hoes, they cannot let go
Fall up in the club, bitch, and I’m throwing elbows
No, I don’t know how to act, click-clack, get back
Fliping jugging packs and I had to run it back
In and out of state every other day
Bitch, be patient ‘cause I’m coming with the yay
AR, AK, yeah, I got it tucked away
I’m geeked up on the daily
Quick to clutch, these niggas do not phase me
Cartier frames on my face blocking out the hate
Cocaine of the scale and it got me getting paid
Chopper on me, got the Glizzy on me
Getting real heavy, pocket rocket on me
Never am I lonely
Nine milli on me
Popping at your top, never at your feet
Four grams in my wood, you got one in your sweet
I’m swinging in a Corvette
You talking out your ass, I put a red dot on your forehead
Click-clack bang, make your whole head hang
Counting money, dope slang, all the junkies know my name
Click-clack bang, make your whole head hang
Counting money, dope slang, all the junkies know my name
Aye!
[Hook]
Check them stripes
I ain't really want to shoot 'em, but I ain't gone fight
All these niggas out here barking, but they ain't gone bite
Why you niggas out here acting like you ain't termites?