(chorus 2x): Its a shame yall don't got nothing better to do Than to sit around talking about who popped who Its a shame yall dont got nothing better to do Than to sit around talking about who f*cked who (Verse): Shiz B Craz A big mouth will make a soft a** all that talk gonna lead to a gun blast In my hood getting coke you better think fast All that he say sh*t n*gga won't pa** White cracker n*ggas quick to put me on blast Worry bout did I hit but get no a** Type of n*gga no girl bet he bust fast Garbage n*ggas in my hood always talk trash Funny dude yeah n*gga need a good laugh But I ain't playing yeah I'll make a n*gga real mad When I run up with the gun n*gga no mask Watch your mouth cause them words could be your *f**ing last Cause your boy get shady like aftermath I get him washed up leave him in a blood bath Before you talk sh*t find out the other half Cause when you a**ume it only make you look bad (chorus 2x) (Verse 2): Fetti Cash I try to stay away from lame n*ggas that claim they was my main n*ggas Thats them same n*ggas that will set you up for a few dollars Cause they really ain't about that dollar F done took it to the streets even got it up in these mean streets Where everybody talk like they can't die, cause they too high Loud mouths get erased so clap clap clappidy clap, clap clap clap boom I ain't about playing no games my soldier done told ya We spit flames we spit fire we don't sit around talking bout who got popped Or who got f*cked we talk about who getting that gwap I'm Fetti Cash been ready always been about racking I mean Stacking it up, haters act like I give two f*cks I'm about big bucks if yall ain't about that (chorus 2x) (Verse 3): Vally'O I pull up in that new V, jump out in that pelle leather Some show the love some envy the good fella If you knew better then got damn you'd do better Stead of sitting around get your groove back like you stella Homie get your cake up then yo weight up When you flip that bird pa** that chicken to jake up Vvs cut and always keep that thing cut True diamond in the rough cause the bronx remain buck Wilding and styling they hawking they be dialing They be texting pillow talking homies heard it on the island Word get around like Pac, how fams doing time and telling me Who got popped on the block, its no joke They even know who I poked He even know about that b*tch the other night With the deep throat It could be old or new don't talk about me, talk about you Its a shame (chorus 2x)