[Intro]

Tires scorchin', this bitch hot, it's like four hundred degrees, nigga

Yeah, nigga, players only, 7 Mile

Man, they know what the fuck goin' on 'bout this, bitch

(K'Den Ju)

[Verse]

Tires scorchin', this bitch hot, it's like four hundred degrees

If you scared, pussy nigga, go to church or you should leave

Guess this run ain't for you, go back home and sell some weed

Gotta strap your nuts on to go do hand-to-hands with fiends

Nothin' in the crib but cameras, money counters, and some beans

We done spent that lil' money in your stash on some lean

Martin Luther King in these streets, you only sellin' dreams

I got niggas that been doin' eighteen since they was eighteen

Hit your block with twin chops, call 'em Marco and Bittie

I been gettin' to the check, where you been at like Saddity?

In the water on the deep end, it's only sharks here

Just picked up a pint of Wock' for 'bout sixteen in dog fare

We predator, these niggas prey

If we ain't got no food, best believe we gon' eat them niggas' plate

Bro hungry for a body, he'll eat your face

Gave Ty twenty thousand just to beat the case

Stack the chips up like it's Frito-Lay (Stack 'em up, nigga)

So much money in the mattress, it's like BOA

It's chess, not checkers like Rudy said (What up, Rudy?)

Only nigga rode the Greyhound more than me was probably Bootyhead

Chess, not checkers like Rudy said

Only nigga rode the Greyhound more than me was probably Bootyhead

And we got them oranges like hookah heads

Nigga, yeah, and we got them oranges like hookah heads

No deal, on chill, I feel like Icewood in '04

You could never play with me, I send the Navy to your door

I got niggas throwin' 5s, I got niggas throwin' 4s

I got niggas out in college, I got niggas on the road

I got niggas in the kitchen, I got niggas in the stoves

Put my heart up to the money, but it's never at no hoes

Tryna touch a hundred million, nigga, that's a real goal

Heard they didn't need a statement and a nigga still told

I'm runnin' back touchdowns, you niggas kickin' field goals

Heard you run off with some money and you niggas still broke

You would've tried that shit with me, I would've killed your kinfolks

I don't play games with niggas, this ain't no Nintendo

Heard you run off with some money and you niggas still broke

You would've tried that shit with me, I would've killed your kinfolks, nigga

I would've killed your kinfolks

I ain't playin' games with niggas, this ain't no Nintendo, nigga