Hey, now let's get straight down to businessAin't no killers in your clip, manAll them niggas around you bitches started drillin' on my ownI wasn't scared to pop that glitzHit a nigga with that chop and leave his fuckin' body glistenGot a brand new Glock, the clip came on, this bitch is stintedGot a pile of water, I'll piss, days of clout, bitch, we gon' end itI got money, now I want you dead, that play, I'm just gon' send itStupid bitch, I cut her off, that lil' hoe always in her feelingsDrop that low and we gon' bend it, we gon' come through that bitch's headThat nigga dead for what he said, these niggas died for all that ***I fought this bitch, she gave me hell, she throw it back and I'm just grippin'Hurricane, it got me rollin' and I'm off for 50 hennyYeah, yo, bitch gave me though, she took my dick till I can't feel itNigga died with his pole, his lil' bitch had * to listenGot the upside in the water, steal my ride out like I'm fishin'Niggas never stop, the off cap in the sun, some niggas pitchin'I be pintin' with my pole, but I ain't smokin' dopeI might be plottin' on the off, I ain't got no time to * no hoesFrom the bottom, I had a rope, I told my bitch to tip her toesAnd if she do, I might burn her bad so she can tell my poleYou spin my block and I'ma spin your * and leave your shoe to copeNo folks can't train, but you might die today, we come and wipe your noseBitch, you ain't saved yet, we know where you stayed, just wait till he come homeAnd for that other bitch that's born, you ain't got long until you goneAyy, now let's get straight down to businessAin't no killers in your clip, man, all them niggas around you bitchesStarted drillin' on my own, I wasn't scared to pop that glisterHit a nigga with that chop and leave his fuckin' body glisterGot a brand new glove, the clip came on, this bitch is did itGot a problem with her obvious days and clout, bitch, we gon' end itI got money now, I want you dead, that play, I'm just gon' send itStupid bitch, I cut her off, that lil' hoe always there, I feel itSeven, six, two in the cable, five, five, six, and they ain't y'allLast nigga tried to slide on me, I'll park this fuckin' carYour bitch want to eat the dick because she heard that I'm a starBut I ain't tryin' to cuff no bitch, I wanna know if we gon' fallAin't no squashin' *, it's for them jizzes up in bitches' storeWe jump out and run you down, but we gon' send your ass offYou better not fall when we chase you, cause your ass out of luckI got my stick inside this bitch, then your ass gettin' stungRock out like it's heavy metal, bitch, we dancin' with this devilI put attachments on the chopper, not his bitch to lock a shelfSeven, six, two, three, I don't a block, I let this bitch bark at who elseYou play with me and I don't get your back, that's a slightly chance of nowYou caught that horse, she a runner, I can't do that man neverGet them bands to drop for sticks, don't give a * about no beltDon't hit his mans for talkin' *, they had to put his face togetherYou understand that for your mans, they all ask to lay together*