[Verse: The Zodiac Father]
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, And if a n*gga tryda pop me, imma shoot em in his di*k
On my momma I won't run with a pus*y pull a stick
I'm offin' thotties often cuz a b*tch ain't sh*t
When she spreadin all them lies but she takin all my jits
I stay whippin with these bricks, but I ain't hitting licks
If you pull up on my block, swear you ain't runnin sh*t
On my momma, I'm the n*gga with the sh*ts
Got a pistol for you n*ggas turn you opposite of Ritz
And if a n*gga tryda hit me, we gone run up in his sh*t
And if his b*tch try to help him make her choke up on this di*k
Make her choke up on this di*k, make her choke up on this di*k, make her choke up on this di*k
[Verse: Kel]
I came to let you n*ggas know, I got my sauce back
Call your b*tch a quarterback, yea she gone toss that
You a mouse n*gga, she know I boss that
A b*tch tryda run me, n*gga pause that
I-I-I-I dug her out
When buggin' out, you mad cuz' you a ant (ant!)
She suck me up, I'm high as f*ck, I hear the angels chant
A n*gga tryda' take my b*tch, he never had a chance
She took a pic, to you it's sent, she biting on my pants
And if a n*gga want war, me and my guys go ape
f*ck the peace, go tell police, we uppin' murder rates
To older n*ggas, I can't get ya then your daughter pay
Start catching bodies n*gga, Bobby Shmurda way