This tit on our mother with Tony two times, better get down Where the *** niggas at? Time crack me a nigga time, give me a check Where the *** you a go? You get hit in your chest? Feel like AAU goin' full-course, crackband bump me on well, I'ma drag on somethin' This tit go down and chop it, get ride of your Obama, can't dance to the beat, you a real outrider Why you speak with a man and you faster than the ***? They be lyin', it's all you do, nah, nah I'm petty, I serve my own mother some duck Get hit by that 10-air, tear out your guts, don't drop in this ***, get your lil' ass plucked Tied the back to the thigh, can't nobody doubt I be scared of the whites in the back of the truck Be firmin' on price, I say it is stuck Uh, Leezy, ayy, Tony, we got us a young'un Play ball in the minute, but I still call the play, yeah, I know a few niggas got back for this *** How you goin' that move when you left with no sticks? Them niggas be bitches, I catch em, I catch em, I'm comin' with blasts from the 50 Hit with this ***, I bet you it's goin' up quick Hop right in that car, hit with all the blasts Just me and Double O, yeah, we droppin' those bucks If you gettin' my way, know I'm toppin' that button Catch up with my man on that 23-ton bus Wildin' comes deep in the front, with that ***, we ain't goin' for nothin' Y'all stay with that drink like a muffin, like a russian Talk with the net when I see him, he turn to a runner Be warnin' the head, he don't know where to go I find where to go, this *** get a spark And when I don't know how, you know I ain't wrong Say I shine the end, next time it's your mom There's some broad-ass niggas that never did nothing Niggas wanna get bagged, I really say so Doin' *** with my skill, time right off a hundred On the block, yeah, I'm close to a half-a-hundred I ***ed her, I nutted, then shorty got pundit When I'm movin', got hit, yeah, shorty got pundit That Woppy the driver, I know he gon' doze So when 12 get behind, we ain't got toes In trouble all day, a nigga exhaust Tryna do the whole dance, might blow his hose In the spot with the men, tryna run up a hundred In the spot with the men, we're more than 200 We're pittin' them lights, you know we gettin' punted I'm shootin' and drivin', you know I can't fumble He talkin' to *** when I catch him, he mumble I'm whippin' that AP, makin' him tumble