[Verse:1]
n***as is b**hes
I dont f** with b**hes
So im k**ing them n***as
Ya girlfriend want me
But i dont f** with snitches
So im ducking them snitches
b**h all i know yayo
Give me my burger with some mayo
If I'm shooting, better lay yo
My gun go off
And yo son run off
Then i skurt off
Rip my brother
My n***a felt that trigger
Now we looking for that n***a
Shoot him in public
Don't think sh** of it
n***a know he had it coming
b**h I'm from Atlanta
Where them choppers go hammer
And them k**ers get bigger
Got a couple grand
n***as messing with the fam?
Better believe I'm going ham
Spend a couple racks
Then get it right back
Now these b**hes on my sack
Standing tall, shaq
Don't do no crack
What you know bout' that?
J. Cole on fire
n***as say he a liar
But you know he got dat strap
C.J that n***a
Pulling triggers
While ducking them n***a's
[Chorus]
Got a couple guns
That a lay a n***a down
Only counting money
Got to help the fam now
All my n***a's know how the kid get down
Dont smoke no loud
But u know I get down
[Verse:2]
Part 2 for these n***a's
Smoke from that trigger
f** you and your n***a
n***a f** lunch
I'm shooting sh** up
n***as better re up
Hometown Atlanta
Sipping c**a cola
Skurt off in the Rover
b**hes see my money
I got a couple honeys
n***a sh** ain't funny
C.J got a flow
Spread open hoes
Then kick em out the door
n***a catch a fade
All you n***a's getting laid
When that AK spray
Im'ma bring it back
n***a's know i never lack
Got to keep that strap
In case a n***a act
I blow his brains back
Now say a n***a wack
All i count is comma's
Chief Keef got them llamas
Better learn how to act
n***as saying Momma
Why the f** is he on a?
n***a shut ya f**in trap
I ain't gotta spit fire
I just keep a lighter
Now u know where im at
Jumping over fences
In case a n***a snitches
Now the feds want us missing
But I don't give a f**
I still shoot sh** up
n***a better double cup
sh** too hard
f** a visa card
I'll throw that cash out
Yayo yayo
Count up spray yo
Then a n***a gone lay yo
Yayo yayo
Count up spray yo
Then a n***a gone lay yo
[Chorus]
Got a couple guns
That a lay a n***a down
Only counting money
Got to help the fam now
All my n***a's know how the kid get down
Dont smoke no loud
But u know I get down