What ' bout to get off baby
H4y yo what we goin to do on this shit man
Lets wreck this motherfucker baby what's happenin' What You want to do nigga?
I, I wanna, I want to Smash it (Smash)
I want to hear some of that ol' that ol' Dear Diary (Dear Diary) Mr. Mr.
Hit you niggas from a block away Cause I know how to hold that shit Empty the can with one hand and reload that shit
Been talkin' big six but scared as fuck when I pulled it Now eat this motherfuckin' bullet These niggas got some pussy in 'em See I got them pissin in they denim
Man you fuckin' with a stash raper Fuck you police and fuck neighbors Move to smooth don't duck or try to shake us 2P89 Ruge so don't tuck paper
You heard what the man said When hittin' licks I'm a savage I got a semi automatic pointed at your ass Slowin me down gets you blasted
For your chunk I'll trunk your folks It ain't shit for mac to grip the gat and put the pump to work Call your bluff run in your spot with a detective suit Got you cuffed bout to show you what this tech will do
You must of thought that we was friendly when we told you we was rappers Under the god damn mattress And if the brain splatters don't matter
Tear through your forearm Sit you in a chair make your niggas call you short arm Pellets in your hand You'll never put shorts on ain't shit fair when you got to get your war on
So why don't you come out and play Make my mother fuckin' day To hit your stash and leave you rotten