[Intro]

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Hook]

Back in the day I slept on the floor

Hittin' them licks and I'd kick in the door

No I don't vote, but I stay with the poles

I pull up and shoot, now there's holes in your clothes

Up in these streets niggas get hot

Runnin' your mouth and you finna get popped

Pull out with the stick with a beam on the top

I shoot at his six, hit em' right on the dot (yeah)

[Verse]

Light a nigga up when I hit em' with a headshot

No Flintstones, but I put em in the bedrock

Suicide Squad when I hit em' with a deadshot

Don't play games, got a ratchet: no deadlocked

Keep a .44, got six .57's

Glock 18, .9, ten Mac 11's

You better pray to god, turn this shit to Armageddon

Give a nigga hell, Imma send his ass to heaven

I'm M.V.P. but I move like a rookie

I am a killer, my nigga don't push me

Claimin' he hard, but he sweeter than cookies

Blow out his nose like he had him a boogie

Takin' your bitch, I call her my poodle

I'm not Chinese, but I stay with the noodles

Not from the streets, he learned it from Google

Run up on me, and it's gonna get brutal

Takin' percs at my leasure, I'm 'bout to have a seizure

She tickle on my pickle, then I take off in a Bimmer

She's a hoe, she's a pro, didn't know that she's an eater

And I'm never gonna wife it, Imma hit her when I need her

[Hook]

Back in the day I slept on the floor

Hittin' them licks and I'd kick in the door

No I don't vote, but I stay with the poles

I pull up and shoot, now there's holes in your clothes

Up in these streets niggas get hot

Runnin' your mouth and you finna get popped

Pull out with the stick with a beam on the top

I shoot at his six, hit em' right on the dot (yeah)