Yeah yeah

Real east side shit

Rip nigga

This my business, occupation, ain't no vacation

Rip nigga

This my business, occupation, ain't no vacation

Rip nigga

This my business, occupation, ain't no vacation

Nigga

This my business, occupation, ain't no vacation

Nigga

Automatic

I go in like automatic, uh

Can't feel bad about, can't feel bad about it, uh

Came up for the bag, let's get the bag about it, uh, uh

She about it

Brought the pistol in the whip that bitch about it

Pistol finna pop if niggas pull up being bitches bout it

2 screens

Double smart phone

Fuck a flip phone

16 by my hip

I don't write this shit

I see fiends wanna get a quick up

Let em get popped

Fuck these niggas, they wanna come try to take my shit from me

Fuck em

I'll pull up on their blocks, niggas tucking

Disgusting

Take a shroom, pop em like a muffin, uh

Take a broom, sweep em off the streets if they action tough with it

Pull up on em on the road like "what the fuck is up, nigga"

Pistol tucked on me I'm like "so what the fuck is up, nigga"

They gone make me catch a body hangin around these fuck niggas

See I'm like, do do do do do

We on the street 

Peep my moves

If i see em i go do do do do do

Boom skrt vroom

Pop em, drive off in the v like 

Skrt zoom vroom

She about it

Brought the pistol in the whip that bitch about it

Pistol finna pop if niggas pull up being bitches bout it

2 screens

Double smart phone

Fuck a flip phone

16 by my hip

I don't write this shit

I see fiends wanna get a quick up

Let em get popped

16 by my hip, let it pop

Flip pack, to the fiends on the motherfucking block

Kick rocks

Fuck you nigga if you fucking with my squad

Shit pop, if a nigga tryin fucking with my gang

I like it red hot, that's the way i want it

Bitch I'm on the scene, yeah

If you say you on that block than bitch i'm on it

Come fuck with my team

She say she want it and i bet she want it

She ain't get shit from me, ah ah

Jeez

I just stuck my p, in her v

Jeez

Pack a 12 gauge in the v

Sheesh

Ha

Niggas sellin fame, bitches sellin pussy

Green dot, on my 9 millimeter for a pussy

Catch a nigga in these white sights, he see white light

Catch that nigga in a drive by he go bye, bye

See that nigga in the sky, haha, he might fly by

Fuck racism, ay let the pigs fly

Hot pursuit, hot evasion, my niggas ride

It's suit and tie, on occasion, my niggas so professional this money never wasted

This my business, occupations, ain't no vacation

This that numb your motherfucking brain, novocain shit

This that shotgun to your fucking brain, Kurt Cobain shit

This that running shit, you murder shit, you catch a body shit

Getchyo buns hit

We running shit, aye

Getchyo buns hit, we running shit

We running shit

You ain't no gang banger

You a pussy

You wave that red flag

That's some bullshit

You let yo bitch, ride dick, that's some whore horse shit

I got some fist sized slugs for your forehead

And when that shit, pop, we ain't gone record shit

You motherfuckers better stop before we blow shit

Boom

I'll have that nigga turn to casper, on some ghost shit

My flow is sick, fuck a casket, i'm on some cold shit

Nigga

Automatic

I go in like automatic, uh

Can't feel bad about, can't feel bad about it, uh

Came up for the bag, let's get the bag about it, uh, uh

She about it

Brought the pistol in the whip that bitch about it

Pistol finna pop if niggas pull up being bitches bout it

2 screens

Double smart phone

Fuck a flip phone

16 by my hip

I don't write this shit

I see fiends wanna get a quick up

Let em get popped

Fuck these niggas, they wanna come try to take my shit from me

Fuck em

I'll pull up on their blocks, niggas tucking

Disgusting

Take a shroom, pop em like a muffin, uh

Take a broom, sweep em off the streets if they action tough with it

Yeah 

Yeah motherfucker real east side shit

Rip sig

Get these motherfuckers off the streets