[Chorus:] [x2]
f** with your hurt, I keep that tool on my hip
And this is business, some flight
My youngest ever to step
Yelling flocka, my n***as don't living at no runna bella
Your n***as, our n***as shouting it's whatever
[Verse 1:]
Erase that shame, a hundred rounds
They don't need no mother f**ing aim
He come here, with me he explain [?]
Turn you in and talking punches in slow lane
It's, it's like a fame n***a, flocka
Pain, you mother f**ing ratchers n***a
Aim, you mother f**ing ratchers n***a
Can't come in and hang with the bell watchers
Flame, this is not a game
Then you get a caskett n***a
You f**, what you hurt
I could get you thirtytwo rest for a bird
I could get you twenty three hundred for a bird
n***a [?]
So you better watch your words
[Chorus] [x2]
[Verse 2:]
f** around with those f** n***as
Money and all in that truck n***a
Am cashing out for them d** n***a
And I really don't give a f** n***a
When am full of crowns and I'm f**ing hoes
Get, get money and scoping out hoes
Think sh**'s funny, it's been wise
Get these homies in the city streets
It's like f** the f**ing haters, n***as new stripe
b**hes on my lap, naggas klnow I clap it
And I want shoes on, [?]
You wanna strap me
n***a would and they're twelve feet
Cause I k** them and that all for the year
Get in commas, tug, tug down
Strapped up, no seat belts
In the ATM, n***as try
I swear to God, they gonna need help
And am getting money, doing me, try me, sue me
I don't give a f**, let's prove it
A single priority, move it n***a
[Chorus] [x2]