[Intro]
Hi, yuke
[Verse 1: yuke]
I'm with [?], you know that we posted up
Pull up on me, you finna get uppercut
[?] you know that we run it up
I'm with [?] making that bag
[?]
Feel like I'm Soulja, 'cause I'm finna crank
[Verse 2: *67 (USA)]
I got these niggas hiding, they gon' see me
Pull up at the spot while he watchin' TV (Pluggz)
That nigga a dummy, he act like a re-re
He think she in love, but she want my pee-pee
He said he gon' beat me so I'm gon' pop out like it's mo'fucking 3D
We can't be friends, I don't want no treaty (Muahahahaha)
Don't fuck with him, don't fuck with the enemy
Smokin' on zaza, you smokin' on shit
That boy talkin' hot, now he's a lyric
[?]
I got the bitches, I feel like a pimp
[Verse 3: jaydes]
Yuh, ayy, I got your bitch and she suck on the tip
I got a Glock and it came with a clip (I love you, evvls)
Shots to your dome if you fuck with my chips
Feel like it's jug how I walk with a limp
Feel like I'm Ways 'cause the lean give a— (Aww)
And you know I make money, that shit off the rip
Double my cup, yeah, it's Wockhardt I sip (Hahaha)
[Verse 4: aghast]
Had to rob the plug 'cause I'm broke (Pluggz)
I'm with your hoe, and you know that she giving throat
I'm pullin' up, click, clack, pow
[?]
I'm doing this shit, no magic
[?]
[?]
[?]
They tryna play me out, I go to court 'cause I got a trial
[Verse 5: yuke]
I got a choppa, it give me a limp
That boy be talking, but he got a lisp
How he gon' feel when I take his bitch?
He talking tough but his pockets don't eat
[?] (Fatality)