[Hook - 2x]
They say guns k** people, stupid motherf**ers with guns k** people
And I hang, with stupid motherf**ers
It start to clip, click-clack blucker-bluck
It start to clip, click-clack blucker-bluck
[Tum Tum]
Fo' n***as in a slab, dressed in black clothes
Filling up the clip, smoke blowing out they nose
n***as trying to play Zilla, they owe the kid do'
The playa already emotionally fell, for a stripper ho
Oldest trick in the book, but f** it it still works
n***as think with they other head, when it come to them skirts
Waiting for Strawberry, to ring the burner celly
Tell us when she ready, and we storming the telly
Patiently waiting, and the cell phone vibrates
Text message received, room 228
Tightened up my gloves, and walked up the stairs
Tell Brown to grab a hoody, so we can cover up that bare
Now y'all know Zilla, bout to really lose his cool
Peeped through the window, this n***a rocking new dues
Kicked in the door, one shot to the ceiling
Then one to the leg, f** boy where's my bread
[Hook - 2x]
[Tum Tum]
Now Strawberry you can go, foxy I'll holla at you later
Get with Double Double, he'll get you straight on that paper
She leave out the do', we tie his clown a** up
n***a in debt with the kid, we gon f** his bum a** up
Smack pa**ed this n***a cell phone, here's the address for them chippers
Don't try nothing stupid, them AK's will rip you
And I was willing to go out, like Sylvester in Rocky
Guarantee I'll pop it, over the bread in my pocket
Disrespect me n***a, I tried to let it slide
Then we pulled up, see 24's on your ride
New j**els on your neck, studs in your ear
Ring is stung, like I can't make it disappear
Cell phone rings, money there you work fast
Just when I thought, I was bout to smoke your b**h a**
Now I got my bread, I'm chilling I ain't gon k** him
(f** it Tum let's charge these n***as), f** it Gram k** him