[Hook]:This for the shoters in my room
All the playas in my room
I get my money ayy
I get my money ayy
For my Hatas in my room
Talkin that sh** gonna get you blue
That's on my money (yea)
That's on my money (tha Don)
Get em
[Verse 1]:
U talkin down
U talkin down
U talkin down ta me (me)
U talkin down
U talkin down
U talkin to a G
Straight up
b**h (b**h)
I ain't playin wit em (nah)
When it comes ta this business let a man get em (let get em)
Blood i dont do this fa da fanz
I know dat if they got me
Then my muzik will still stand (straight up)
Got damn
I do diz bullsh** cause it can (really)
It makes me who am (man)
Man U gotta understand (hold up)(yea)
That I give a f** if ya hate
I'm still gone shine
All u p**y n***as fake (all u p**y n***as fake)
Yea my homie said keep ya mind straight
But I still keep tha nine cause it ain't no place safe(bah!)
Straight up (bah!)
My last friend got his brain ate up
Fa not being strapped (for not being strapped) next to a p**y hata (on god)
This life dat we livin
Mayne I swear its so cold
But we gotta stay strong
And we gotta be bold
This for my shotas
[Hook]
[Verse 2]:
She be lovin me (for real)
Yea she be lovin me (she do)
Bruh if I was old enough
Yea She'd be f**in it (she would)
Yea She'd be f**in it (no lie)
Bruh if I was old enough
Yea She'd be f**in it (she'd be f**in)
I feel like weezy in this b**h (young money)
That's a lie I'm deezy in this b**h (K.O.G.)
Hold up its young D up in this b**h (biiiitch hold up)
Like hold up its big D up in this b**h
It's big d the monster baby (yea yea yea)
Got the chopper call it
Don't run up on me hatin or the chopper gonna spray (hold up)
Split ya f**in wig back (uh huh)
Shot him in all black (uh huh)
Hit the f**in corner hid the casings and came back (where)
Got damn i be k**in (nah)
Swag goo drippin (yea)
Swag on the ceiling
And yo swag gone missing (where'd it go)
I got the pack from the dude (pluug)
And all my f**in gates think I'm so damn rude (biiiitch)
[Hook]