Verse 1: We got guns like navy seals Real n***as, can't wait to k** In the street, where they work Tryin' to f** hoes and pay some bills Real sh** when it's beef We loading up the machines Wait till you leave the club Turn the parking lot into Vietnam n***a pointing them pistols Your mama and them gon' miss you Put your a** in the coffin, and that t-shirt and your picture Don't give a f** who you say it was Lay your a** in a pool of blood Now you wanna talk it out with your home boy, you was super tough And with that loud talking, nothing but loud and Maui sacks Pistol in your mouth, show me where them keys at Acting up for ratchet hoes, keep on showing out Gone pump the round and wind up like my Chevy, brains blowed out Chorus: I got plenty goons and n***a I'ma ride with ‘em I got plenty guns and n***a I'ma ride with ‘em f** you and whoever that's ridin' with you Ride your a** in a hearse and they can ride with you I got plans and guns and n***a I'ma ride with ‘em I got plans and guns and n***a I'ma ride with ‘em f** you and whoever is ridin' with you Ride your a** in a hearse and they can ride with you Verse 2: (Lola Monroe) Know some n***as pulling out choppers For some n***as singing like operas All my propositions be toppers All my block-block-blockin' I ain't never been no knocker b**h I'm busting down them doors How you claiming you gonna be right here for me? When you wasn't around for yours Keep these b**hes out of wiff These s**ers out of limph My lessons ain't never remotely close Leave impressions that will dent Royalty we live by, and respect is what we die for They reflections never mirror real sh** They see pride more Riding through what you see, Listening to Boosie Ski mask and Gucci, the Gunplay, the uzi Hits and commissary cause we real like that Swimming for them pigs will get you k**ed like that