[Intro] Mane when my momma passed away, it sent me to a dark place
[Vocal sample: Lord Infamous, from "Juicy J - Killa Klan"] I'm into blood baths, I don't fight or punch ya I'ma hit yo ass with the fucking rocket launcher Can you stand the pain, Insane Bounty Hunta Stomp lumps in ya, punk, till ya unconscious
[Verse 1] Going through some shit real niggas only deal with Life is a bitch, you still fuck her on a period Cold in these streets a nigga hungry for that meal ticket Racing for this cash I ain't got no fucking kill switch Back against the wall niggas plottin' on my riches Gotta watch these niggas I see gators from a distance Catch and cook they ass, get lil momma make some biscuits When you come from the Memphis niggas eat the competition Icy ghetto bling nigga I'm way too luxurious My weed got diamonds in it I get high and delirious Black as Eddie Murphy but my joker's way to serious When bullets get to flying niggas start to disappear and shit Niggas in they feelings you so mothafuckin' curious Bet they be talkin' 'bout me then they say that they be hearing shit
[Interlude] What type of niggas is y'all? Shut the fuck up
[Chorus] Watch you come around you can't be fucking with these bitches Working with some police man these niggas is some piglets Can't talk on the phone niggas out here hearing "click, click" Moving like a don you ain't running from no heat, heat Watch you come around you can't be fucking with these bitches Working with some police man these niggas is some piglets Can't talk on the phone niggas out here hearing "click, click" Moving like a don you ain't running from no heat, heat
[Verse 2] I ain't quick to trust a bitch, that ain't part of the experience Fuck 'em fast and furious, point, blank, period Hoes that's in your business be the ones your niggas sleeping with Fly to get your trust and swallow nuts and get you killed quick Ain't no time for sucka shit, we're no bucket, bitch boy If you ain't at the top than you ain't the one they fucking with It's rules to this shit, keep a chopper and a zip With extendo smoking indo, out the end zone I don't miss Kiss my daughter every morning she know daddy out to get Every time I leave a house I gotta watch out for a snitch I pulled up in that Hellcat man that bitch is a witch I started demon time nigga I'm three six You're looking at hood rich, I might take your shit Slap a hating ass nigga watch him cry like a bitch Middle finger mothafucka you a hoe and a trick Tear the fuckin' club up when this play that shit
[Chorus] Watch you come around you can't be fucking with these bitches Working with some police man these niggas is some piglets Can't talk on the phone niggas out here hearing "click, click" Moving like a don you ain't running from no heat, heat Watch you come around you can't be fucking with these bitches Working with some police man these niggas is some piglets Can't talk on the phone niggas out here hearing "click, click" Moving like a don you ain't running from no heat, heatTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
