[Intro]
Drilltime, what you cookin', n*gga?
[Verse 1: Spinabenz]
Ayy, when I see you, I'ma push your sh*t back, boy
Choppa get to spittin' through your set, we don't fight, boy
Twelve paramedics couldn't save your f*ckin' life, boy
Rod K dead and he never comin' back, boy
We gon' treat this b*tch like a match how we strike, boy
Left his ass in the street, this the end of your life, boy
Last thing your ass hear, flashlight on this Mac, boy
Bro, these n*ggas soft as hell, all these n*ggas, they just act hard
[Verse 2: Whoppa Wit Da Choppa, Vanessa Carlton & Yungeen Ace]
I'ma shoot this b*tch, when I motherf*ckin' see you (And I need you)
I don't go nowhere without my motherf*ckin' heat cool (And I need you)
Smokin' on Lil Peedy, I was smokin' Trey D too (And I need you)
Free my n*gga Max 'til they motherf*ckin' free you (And I need you)
Knock a n*gga out, boy, you can get your ass beat too (And I need you)
Lil' ho, you trippin', baby girl, I don't need you (And I need you)
You could walk a thousand miles and I still don't wanna see you (And I need you)
I got the whole city scared, these n*ggas know what we do (And I need you)
(Hol' up)
[Verse 3: Yungeen Ace & Vanessa Carlton]
Who I smoke? (Who?) Bibby (And I need you)
Who I smoke? (Who?) Teki (And I'll miss you)
Who I smoke? (Who?) Lil Nine (And I need you)
And now I wonder (And I'll miss you)
Where the opps at? Got a low, I told 'em "Drop that" (And I'll miss you)
FN and it spittin', one in the head, ain't gotta c*ck it back (And I'll miss you)
Know I'm smokin' Jitt, and one thing, they just can't get him back (And I'll miss you, smokin' who?)
In the splat, back-to-back, (Skrrt), now we double back (And I'll m—)
My killer make his face go, that's one thing 'bout Ksoo (Ksoo)
No Hospital Gang, boy, you know that sh*t a case close (NHG)
Want him dead, bust his head, all I do is say, "Go" (Got get 'em)
Drop a opp, drop a thot, eeny-meeny-miny-mo (Eeny-meeny)
[Verse 4: FastMoney Goon & Vanessa Carlton]
I tote the rocket when I travel, I'm pistol packin' the heat pack (I'm pistol packin' in Hous')
I was lurkin' on his page and I caught him lackin' in Houston (We back)
We let off shots, he got shot and went live (I went live)
I was tweakin' like "f*ck, man, that b*tch ain't die" (We'll go)
When they diss on two times, we gon' spin a few times (And I need you)
Glock .23 for two, three, let off rounds 'til you die (And I'll miss you, 'til you die)
Jumpout thought sh*t was sweet, 'til we found out the drop (And I need you, yeah)
Found out where that boy workin', then boy clocked 'em out