Uh, uh, if we got beef we take it to a 1v1
Don't fuck with communication, I'm just talking with my gun
Why you looking at me funny
Yeah this choppa weigh a ton
Bitch, I'm bout to run it all, I might do it till I'm done

Uh, uh, like bitch I need it, ima od off these pills
I don't wanna live without them, I don't know how that would feel
Got a pistol in my holster and I'm bout to let it kill
I got the devil in my left ear, I don't know how to fear on god

Back then, couldn't even get a mention Now they want me, they only want the attention
Everybody wanna talk, but they won't listen
Keep going on bout to bust my smith and wesson
I be swerving in a Tahoe, got Latina bitches on my motherfuckin' cock bro
Why you got it sideways it's a motherfuckin' taco
I'm in love with money, that's my motherfuckin motto
Bitch, I'm number one, you don't even know me, bro you're acting like my son
That boy he a peon, I be smokin' on your mom, I be smokin' hoe pack
Body goin' numb, bitch I gotta make that money, I'ma make it till I'm done

No 1 on 1s
We not playin fair
Don't care if you scared, he thought I would spare him
But bitch I'm not, get put in a box cuz you talkin hot
im in love with big guap big bank rolls
no we cant chat you ain gettin no dough
Coup got the wings got the butterfly doors
Every time I ride ima suicide soldier
every time I slide it's a do or die, told ya
Been through the block, we spin again
Got too much tunnel vision getting to the bands
I crack your hoe I crack again she tell her friends

like go go go go go go go go go go go go go go go go go

If we got beef we take it to a 1v1
Don't fuck with communication, I'm just talking with my gun
Why you looking at me funny
Yeah this choppa weigh a ton
Bitch, I'm bout to run it all, I might do it till I'm done

Uh, uh, like bitch I need it, ima od off these pills
I don't wanna live without them, I don't know how that would feel
Got a pistol in my holster and I'm bout to let it kill
I got the devil in my left ear, I don't know how to fear on god