[Verse]
b*tch, y'all n*ggas scary, give you some work
Think I'm gonna stain you? I am
You in here thinking my pistol gon' jam
I was just clapping' at one of your mans
Who you gon' call? the law?
I see every one of you n*ggas
Police, they all on my balls
Pause, I really walk with my dogs
Yeah, gotta keep your b*tch on a leash
You not a gangster, in love with her, too
If you get money I need me a piece
You get a hunnid or fifty at least, capiche
Cause you usually know I don't talk, just shoot it out
Light up his punches these n*ggas be moving out
You tryna find out if this was a Rugar gun
You better watch it, words that go through your mouth
I can smell pus*y (Yeah)
And you know it's me and ski mask with the Fila hoodie
n*ggas out of pocket
I hate everything about your f*ckin' pockets
Factions, walk up on you with gadget
n*gga I'm fabulous
My life is crazy it keep me a savage, b*tch
You think we don't know your whereabouts?
Until we come through and we air you out
I'm what these lil n*ggas scared about
Money is the sh*t that I care about
Clapping, round of applause, you chatting out of your jaw
Wait, you n*ggas down with the law
I'm not down with that, lay on the floor
b*tch, bow