(Hook: Lil Wyte) Yeah Ho, I can see you haters looking I really ain't a k**er, but it ain't gonna take much pushing Yeah Ho, When I aim in your direction You better get to moving cause I'm clearing out your section Yeah Ho, I told em please don't make me do it I got that 40 on me shawty please don't make me shoot it Yeah Ho, I told em please don't make me do it I got that 40 on me shawty please don't make me shoot it (Verse 1: Lil Wyte) Yeah I know you see us when we walk in We hear your b**hes talking That ho be all over my Facebook and Twitter f**ing stalking You take up for that b**h And get your mothaf**ing a** kicked Them Wyte Music Head Hunters wrapped folks in plastic The 40s on me homie don't make me f**ing shoot it Cause once I get to popping off, I might mothaf**ing loose it H.C.P. till I D.I.E. Yeah Ho I'm the underboss I run this sh** in or outta town And from my view I don't see no loss (Hook) (Verse 2: $hamrock) Yeah Ho, Its Young Irish I'm off the chain Yeah Ho, Wyte & Partee put me in the game Yeah Ho, I be on the stage with E & Ace Miscellaneous right beside me we ain't the ones you wanna try and ride on Yeah Ho, this that Wyte Music Select-O-Hits We getting money green and getting checks, we doing this Yeah Ho, the white rapper show got em going schizo Big boy on a track like this so many hits we pulling kick dough (Hook) (Verse 3: Lil Wyte) Yeah Yeaaaah Its me and $hamrock in this b**h Wyte Music is in this b**h Who woulda knew all this would come from listening to some Triple 6 I load guns, get ready for some Armageddon Once a month Paul always told me don't know when some sh** might pop off So keep your gun, yeah Its dangerous in Memphis and we the most deadliest ones You can come in this b**h and try your luck But I'm telling you it won't be fun, b**h I run this, I claim this Legendary and famous Better get the f** up out your section That is where I'm aiming, b**h