[Verse]
It's B. Lou, I be on the paper chase
Rob a n*gga, blast a n*gga in his face
Man down, yeah thats a murder case (Lil b*tch!)
Free all my n*ggas fighting cases in they states
We dem' n*ggas that increased the murder rates
Take a n*gga b*tch, Take a n*gga spouse (gimme that sh*t!)
Pull out that chopper, and you know we air it out
We dem' n*ggas that them hoes be talkin' 'bout
This ain't no concert, but you know we rollin' loud
I ain't 'bout that bullsh*t, I'm bout that action
Anything for a hunnid, make it happen
Pull up to a n*gga scene, get to cappin'
Leave a n*gga sleep, no hotel
I've been getting hella cheese, no rotel
And I keep that 40 hot, n*gga's gon melt
40 left his brains on the doorstep
I'm all bout my money, n*gga none' else (facts)
I'm just tryna see a hundred bands (racks)
A n*gga hit a lick, do the runnin' man
Remember first grade, I was sellin' that (B. Lou, B. Lou)
Remember second grade, I was sellin' that (facts facts)
Remember third grade, started sellin' crack
Pull up to your scene, n*gga where ya at?
That b*tch eat up on my di*k like some Applejack (Yummy)
And she havin' that
Told the b*tch, where the package at?
Makin' plays, that's acrobats
You can always find me, where a savage at?
Glizzy on me, check that aftermath
Went to school, but didn't pass math
Pop a n*gga like a lortab
Got all these n*ggas mad
(Prrr Prrr!)