[Hook]
Him a f** n***a, him a f** n***a
I don't f** with n***as, so it's f** n***as
Knife on the chopper, it might cut n***as
Cuz my ride on Forgiatos, said she love a n***a
Said she don't f** with f** n***as, f** n***as, f** n***as
f** n***as, f** n***as, f** n***as, f** n***as
Shootin' at the f** n***as, shootin' clubs n***a
Pull up on you n***a, you gon' lose a lotta n***as
f** n***a
[Verse 1]
Knockin' at my door n***a
What the f** you want n***a?
We got lots of guns n***a
I don't think you want a war n***a
We got lots of funds n***a
Hollow case in your n***a
And I found the snitcher
Paid a thousand just to kick it
These Giuseppe's, b**h no Jordan's
Balenciaga's, you can't afford it
b**h my house is so enormous
She gave me top, and her face gorgeous
They don't like that new Sosa
I still got my tool on me
Make it do what it do homie
Make you lose your shoes homie
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
f** n***a, what n***a, wa**up n***a
My youngins still come out the cut n***a
Fredo still up in the cut n***a
Tadoe still shootin' up clubs n***a
And them my bloods n***a
For them poppin' guns n***a
For them you done n***a
Better not catch ya, no slippin'
Paid a thousand for some slippers
That b**h like, "why?"
Cuz I'm that n***a
Gettin' money my agenda
Like a artist I paint pictures
b**h I'm T, no not tipsy
She let me f** then she was like, "tip me"
I was like, "b**h why you tripping"
Then she tried to set me up
Like that b**h flipped me
Got a grip on my hip in my whip
Shootin' out there, like a chipmunk
Gave my shorty a choppa like go and flip some
Don't come back til every one of them n***as done