When you down on your ass, who gon' pick you up? It only take one call for me to get your touch Brody roll, gon' slide with shawty punt, that's that ricky run Goin' through some *** hard not to think about Block my necessity, bitch, I can't leave without If you my n***a, be my n***a, ain't no keepin' count Pop a pipe before I *** her, watch me beat her down I'm just gon' put it in her gut, you gon' eat her up Put that pressure on the n***a, what you be about? And you be rappin' bout that block, but you don't be around Pop it to a sucker's shoulder, that won't be an ounce, bitch And I'ma catch a body before I catch a feeling Once I peep your true color, *** was extra different Heard the feds got a case, they tryna hit us with it Bet I'ma catch a flight before I get caught up in it I was posted on that block just a young n***a 2-2-3's up in them chops, we don't go ones, n***a Parked up in they business, tryna catch a n***a slippin' But them n****s don't come out, it's like we funkin' with our bitches When you stuck up in them streets, there ain't no way about it I lost my n***a to this ***, we sprayed that K about it And every time we pull a skid, we ain't gon' speak about it You postin' pictures with that strap, but you don't scare nobody To a broke ho, three words, bitch, *** it Hit her from the back, then kick her out, we don't cut her Clock ho dirty, shoot a couple, make him tumble All facts, no cap, real rappers ain't mumble If the pussy wet, dive in, I'd love to When them bullets fly, bitch, where you gon' run to? Checkers flossin', all these guns, we got guns, too Hit your bitch from the back and got sucked, too Hella foreigns back to back and we lane changin' You ain't ready for these streets, they ain't no safe haven What's the point of havin' an ass if it ain't shakin'? If this Glock get to barkin', then I can't tame it Young n****s with that bag and we bent high If them suckers was outside, they would've been dropped If you let the bitch breathe, she would've been knocked You ain't beatin' in no Glock, bitch, cake rocks And I'ma catch a body before I catch a feelin' Once I peep your true color, *** was extra different Heard the feds got a case, they tryna hit us with it Bet I'ma catch a flight before I get caught up in it I was posted on that block just a young n***a Two through threes up in them chops, we don't go ones, n***a Parked up in they Viz's, tryna catch a n***a slippin' But them n****s don't come out, it's like we funkin' with our bitches When you stuck up in them streets, there ain't no way about it I lost my n***a to this ***, we sprayed that K about it And every time we pull a skit, we ain't gon' speak about it You postin' pictures with that strap, but you don't scare nobody