Yeah, dumb
Oh, yo, bitch was on this one
This * is dumb as hell, get her
Free all the guys, man, long live all the guys
* them all who ain't with me, I'm gone
Out with my sister, felt they changed, so I'm dancing
Nobody left for to hit me
Deep at war up in the trenches, what got me in this position?
Serving packs up in these dickens, what got me chewing like 50?
Left me stranded, but I'm gifted
I spit the * that I'm living
Stuck in blues, they think I'm finished
I'm coming back like a man that's hunting bulls in the kitchen
I'm pushing * through the trenches
Tune the rifle, couldn't switch it
Ten of them bitches got titties
Hop a flash, you shoot quicker, it hits you on all your niggas
Thank y'all safe, I still remember what stalking a residential
With three cutters and a missile
With three cutters and a missile, yeah
Yeah, with three cutters and a missile
All my opps still walking dead, they just waiting to get hit with lead
Hit his ass so many times, they left his legs by his head
This * dumb, but then you think we'll lay up under your bed
How the * we got in here, that's what them last niggas said
They can't wait till I come home, but I'm not knowing if it's true
All of a sudden, you miss a nigga, but I was begging to come through
He ain't even sent no cat pack, he ain't care if I had no food
Gotta shout out to my dude, she look out for her little goon
Niggas think that I ain't in tune, bitch, I heard about your little mood
First day out, them crackers free me, I'ma put Larry on my tooth
Wanna hear some gangster *, wanna hear how a gangster spit
Walk you down and strike a bitch, that right there some gangster *
Got his people up there tweaking, thinking the daughters can save him
Ain't no shaking back from this, that boy got bit by alligators
Getting cheese and killing haters, why we told we stack that paper
* over niggas who ain't living righteous, bitch, I'm gangster
Bitch, you thinking that you gangster, put your jersey on the hanger
Put your piss on the painter, when we rollin', bitches dangerous
Why you think they try to jost me, why you think they tryna **** us
Bitch, I done my work, just banger, don't pop out until next April
Don't shed tears for my niggas, replace them bitches with missions
Cut another body, I'm up five and I ain't leave a witness
I'm standing on business, it's some rebar tennis
Pollute the city with gun smoke like Marlowe in my minutes
Block 23 with 23 and love blow, cuz it's gotta pimp it
Buyin' that trick on the stick, thought I docked 10, really docked 50
When I cut you, no, this is 60, it's a long clip, not a titty
Who the * said they want it with me, get it all, y'all ain't pickin'
Agent House with a stick set, got choppers all in the kitchen
400, get your face wet, be the next one I leave shittin'
Still feelin' playin' by the last *, gotta show that boy what the business
Camp outside your house with a drake, watch the front door like I'm a pigeon
*** a soul, kick your doors, bite the guys, you better scope
We been layin' all night, when he land, I know he smoke
We got different rifles, full of glitters, havin' stupid pose
Dumbin', I can up a 50 roll, all the arts, they pose
All I need is eye sights, know I ain't swangin' with no scope
Behind tent with my killer in that section, I know he for sure
Yeah, that been my nigga friend, the sand and water made us close
Look how I bang my * with two hands, can tell that I'm a pro
Me and Yo-Yo hittin' air dot, he been stretchin' by the body
*, till you ***, we stand out, if I pass out with this chopper
Boy, you know you ass stop, I do a feature, ain't hit Neiman's
*** my ass and fill it with pieces, pick a side of Dr. Treason
Got his people out there tweakin', thinkin' the doctors can save him
Ain't no shakin' back from this, that boy got bit by alligators
Gettin' cheese and killin' haters, why we told me stack that paper
Fuckin' over niggas, who ain't livin' righteous, bitch, I'm gangsta
Fuckin' over niggas