Involved lyrics

[Intro: Lil Jay]
Killin n*ggas with my reputation
I be money chasing
Travel state to state like im immigration
How I be gettin cake
Smoking on the power, you smokin on some shafe
With a bad b*tch and she giving face in my STR8
Morton Grove, sip it by the 8
Couple xans got a n*gga feelin straight
I get so much cake I swear...

[Verse 1: Lil Jay]
This for all them goofy ass n*ggas
Who talkin like they ass want war
We strapped like the army and navy
I swear to God you don't want war
My team yea we ball like a sport
Catch him, im swipping and crackin them cards
Doing a hit and we march
We do not shoot out of cars
Get hit in your head, in your heart
Get killed with your kin, load his hearse
My n*ggas we show no remorse
And you don't know when sh*t coming
You can get caught right off guard
DOA on the scene, because them hollows hit him hard
And b*tch i'm Clout Lord
In these streets you know I get involved...
Killin n*ggas with my reputation
I be money chasing
Travel state to state like im immigration
How I be gettin cake
Smoking on the power, you smokin on some shafe
With a bad b*tch and she giving face in my STR8
Morton Grove, sip it by the 8
Couple xans got a n*gga feelin straight
I get so much cake I swear he can't relate
If I catch a case, my lawyer beat the case
I be out the next day back to gettin cake
A n*gga want war and I know where you stay
You can die today
Bullets penetrate
Your body levitate
Your soul discriminate
Kill em all, I don't discriminate
Sneak dissin, I do not tolerate
Let my pistol speak, f*ck the twitter beef
f*ck n*gga, I swear to God we can meet face to face in these streets
I hope you got yours cuz you know I got 33
No Scottie Pippen, do you like ODee
I got n*ggas that's GD and I got n*ggas that's BD
We all WTO, opps some vegetarians dont want beef
When trouble come I swear the opps they foldin like some sheets
n*gga thinkin bout killin me?
pus*y, catch me in the f*cking streets
[Outro: Lil Jay]
This for all them goofy ass n*ggas
Who talkin like they ass want war
We strapped like the army and navy
I swear to God you don't want war
My team yea we ball like a sport
Catch him, im swipping and crackin them cards
Doing a hit and we march
We do not shoot out of cars
Get hit in your head, in your heart
Get killed with your kin, load his hearse
My n*ggas we show no remorse
And you don't know when sh*t coming
You can get caught right off guard
DOA on the scene, because them hollows hit him hard
And b*tch i'm Clout Lord
In these streets you know I get involved...