(Hook: Lil Wyte)
Yeah Ho, I can see you haters looking
I really ain't a k**er, but it ain't gonna take much pushing
Yeah Ho, When I aim in your direction
You better get to moving cause I'm clearing out your section
Yeah Ho, I told em please don't make me do it
I got that 40 on me shawty please don't make me shoot it
Yeah Ho, I told em please don't make me do it
I got that 40 on me shawty please don't make me shoot it
(Verse 1: Lil Wyte)
Yeah
I know you see us when we walk in
We hear your b**hes talking
That ho be all over my Facebook and Twitter f**ing stalking
You take up for that b**h
And get your mothaf**ing a** kicked
Them Wyte Music Head Hunters wrapped folks in plastic
The 40s on me homie don't make me f**ing shoot it
Cause once I get to popping off, I might mothaf**ing loose it
H.C.P. till I D.I.E. Yeah Ho I'm the underboss
I run this sh** in or outta town
And from my view I don't see no loss
(Hook)
(Verse 2: $hamrock)
Yeah Ho, Its Young Irish I'm off the chain
Yeah Ho, Wyte & Partee put me in the game
Yeah Ho, I be on the stage with E & Ace
Miscellaneous right beside me we ain't the ones you wanna try and ride on
Yeah Ho, this that Wyte Music Select-O-Hits
We getting money green and getting checks, we doing this
Yeah Ho, the white rapper show got em going schizo
Big boy on a track like this so many hits we pulling kick dough
(Hook)
(Verse 3: Lil Wyte)
Yeah Yeaaaah
Its me and $hamrock in this b**h
Wyte Music is in this b**h
Who woulda knew all this would come from listening to some Triple 6
I load guns, get ready for some Armageddon
Once a month Paul always told me don't know when some sh** might pop off
So keep your gun, yeah
Its dangerous in Memphis and we the most deadliest ones
You can come in this b**h and try your luck
But I'm telling you it won't be fun, b**h
I run this, I claim this
Legendary and famous
Better get the f** up out your section
That is where I'm aiming, b**h