OK we finna make a movie yup
(shoot u like u tryna film)
Fed up so we bout to get u wet up
(like u tryna swim)
We trappin yup we clappin yup
(put that on my mom n them)
Grillin grillin grillin
(n***as think i f** with drama n them) we
[X5] grillin
(here me here me here me)
[X5] grillin
(f** wit me my n***as)
[X5] grillin
(here me here me here me)
[X5] grillin
[Chubby Jag]
If a n***a got work i take a n***a pounds
If u never seen him cry ill make a n***a now
Don't Bring a n***a around
I get a n***a clowned
I get a n***a drowned
I break a n***a down yup
That dime on me that nine on me
Robbing u out yo mind homie
My crime homies is right here
We j**eled up like Shawn homies
Uont here me though we working homes
Get low just like we jerkin
We gravy wavy we surfing homes
Balling out like P Kirkland homes
Shooting guns like we nurfin homes
Bout my business so if u gonna step to me just be certain homes
Chubby try me all my n***as barkin homie skip the growl
Dig me if we beefing ill b eating call me mr. chow
Soon as n***as catch u ill b swinging you'll need stitches now
Married to my heater can't be cheating man that b**h is wild
Yea i be packing sh** try me i be clapping sh**
Sour u can smell rite through the bag that's that scratch n sniff
n***a k**ing sh** i do this sh** the gangsta...
Im gangsta real hustling on the block i got that gangsta grill
[Hook]
[Ca**idy]
Get put in ya place that look on ya face 'll get u smacked in it
Cuz u'z a f**in clown And I don't f** around I'm abstinent
I got gats and im blastin it
You like a car with no gas in it
Cause you will never ride so all that steerin will cause an accident
You're steering still, put your face on the steering wheel when that ratched spit
With the strapash**
Im goneyarich cuz im on the strip with that crack a b**h
Pitchin that white girl
In the kitchen whippin that white girl
I twist it up i hit the blunt then get so drunk i might hurl
Bout to get with these dike girls one white girl one black b**h
She not that thick her stomach flat but she got a a** like a fat b**h
Yup i like when she s** the pipe
While she gettin that cat licked
I'mma busta a** on that mattress
Then roll up a bag of that cat piss
This rap sh** ain't hard to do i go harder than all u artist do
I grill u like a barbeque then cut your face like your barber do
When i call the crew u here gun shots them guns pop like your father do
I shoot you like a director dog
I ain't got no respect for yall