[Chorus:]
I’m shootin up s**t like a dope fiend
Put a hole in your head like a dolphin
I’m puttin holes in one no golfin’
Leave his a** dead, where the coffin.
[Juicy J:]
N****s out here aint real
These n****s aint tote no straps
These n****s aint got no work
They just sound good in they raps
They watchin too many movies
Claim he movin them thangs
Took that n***a in the jail cell
He givin up names
Rappin about he in the trap
Actin like he got the sack
Livin at his momma’s house
Scrape it up by Nickleback
Baby aint got no diapers
His baby aint got no food
This n***a aint got no car
But he stand in line for shoes
Now he think he bulletproof
Out here robbin real n****s
Everybody aint goin homie
Real n****s gonna deal with ya
N***a out here lookin for me
He disapear for about a month
He popped up bout a week ago
Layin dead, his momma drunk.
[Wiz Khalifa:]
I got so many ice its like I'm playin hockey
Smoke so much green n***a somebody stop me
We in the penthouse, you smell it from the lobby
This ballins all I know my n***a its not a hobby
Ridin in my ride reppin mafia
Never had a chopper Juicy bought me one
Seen n****s with money went and got me some
N***a see my swag now they copy ‘em
Ooooo
N***a I'm ballin smokin half pound a day
Smoke the other in the mornin
Ooooo
N***a I'm paid got alot of goons
N***a I'm straight, we reppin our game.
Shootin on site n***a try me if you wanna
Click Click Bang Bang
N***a you a gonna
Bullet don't hit ya it’ll put you in a coma
Loud mouth n****s
Now you a doner
Whole pint of purp and a lot of marijuana
Chrome’d out 38 hot like the summer
Walk up on you whiskey maskin punk
And fire them shots just like I'm Donald Trump
Big a** pistol got me walkin and I'm limpin
Fvck you and f**k your clique
Anybody can get it
Don't do all that talkin
N***a lets shoot to the finish
They wont find your body
And I wont leave a witness