Understand me n***a, Don't need no Grammys
Give us the money you got in your pockets, I feel like taxing n***a
Bout the action, give me a reason, I'll gladly get it knockin'
Chunky nine right by my side look like a midget walkin'
Watch the sh** that you talkin', promise its with me often
I got to stop with the trigger talkin', I promised mama
But I'm rapping my life, I load automatics at night
Ops don't come to the Pop, they know they gettin' dropped
I getting on ‘cause I be getting off, in my lane
You getting' no luck, get a job
I should throw my shows at synagogues
Mention me when you mention God
But f** it, I'm just talkin' sh** to y'all
[Hook - Joey Fatts:]
Young and gunnin', n***as stay drummin'
Big tools in your house, say we here for the plumbing
n***as say they with it, but them boys frontin'
Choppin' shots with your block, f** n***as say somethin'
f** n***as say somethin', f** n***as say somethin'
n***as stay drummin, choppin' shots with your block
f** n***as say somethin'
Chop a choppa down, they told me never run
Unless you hear them copper sounds, I got them copper rounds
Gunnin' for them gold plaques
A 2014 Benz with the low jack, Pirellis's and the pistol stack
Riding down Obispo Ave, thinkin' bout the bus days
Never goin' back to that, checks be coming back-to-back
Put you on the front page, have the homeys handle that
Pro club hoodie, straps, socks with the sandals wrapped
Long beach legend, Jordan kick me out
If you from the city, that should tell you what I'm really bout
Give 'em cla** to get the cash, run your mouth, I'll kick your a**
But I'm just talkin' sh** again
[Hook]