[Intro]

(Huff 47)

[Verse]

Got a choppa shawty, hit you in yo face

I got four body count, I'mma still beat the case

Runnin' quick with a bat, smash his skull like a vase

He still sippin' on that purple drank, he don't know that it's laced

I got shootas on shootas like a totem pole, crack his skull

Ask me if I'm strapped, I'm still totin' poles, shawty boring

She keep sayin LOL

I go crazy with a choppa when the perfect time comes

Got extendo on my barrel and I'm rockin' with a drum

[Bridge]

I got mags on mags on mags

Steady makin racks on racks on racks

Talkin big, catchin' all these hands on hands on hands

Shawty call your mans, yo mans, yo mans

[Chorus]

Pull up wit a mac, let it spray

Pull up to the crib

You gon pull up to the crib (Run up, catch these hands)

He won't pull up to the crib