[Hook: Waka Flocka Flame: x2]
I got life in the trunk, 30 stacks in my pocket
Chopper in the back seat, my young n***a gone pop it
15 he gonna murder some, 16 he gonna murder some
17 he gonna murder some, 18 he gonna murder some
[Verse 1: Bo Deal]
I got young n***as getting off, 40 cals spitting off
BSM this the law, n***as flex, getting chopped
We german shepherds, got big dogs, big weapons
If you ain't ready for action, then p**y n***a keep stepping
I'm a boss, you a b**h n***a; beefing not a smart move
Cause I'll come to your house and kick the door in like them narcs do
You n***as shark food, pack it up and fall back
Cause I come out the bush and fade his a** like a side ?
[Hook: Waka Flocka Flame: x2]
[Verse 2: Waka Flocka Flame]
He threw his set up in the air; I put my pistol in the air
Let him know I'm strapped in here, he can lose his life in here
He can die tonight in here; hit him with a f**ing beer
My young n***as got no fear; I got the check over here
Put that kush off in the air, I don't really give a f**
How you really wear your chain tucked Man I wish a n***a buck
I got four sips in my cup, 3 bad b**hes in my dip
Red tips off in my clip, on my L phant sh**
[Hook: Waka Flocka Flame: x2]
[Verse 3: Chief Keef]
I got pistol in my pocket, pull it out and pop it
My young n***as wilding in Chiraq catching bodies
GBE, we mobbing, Chief Sosa co-starring
My n***as tote pistols, it's a issue, please don't start 'em
Them pistols get to popping, bodies get to dropping
Smoking wheezy, feeling gucci, on that We Be Steady Mobbin'
Like Flocka, Oh Let's Do It; click clack, who you with?
A lot of hundred shots, and a bunch of n***as can shoot 'em
[Hook: Waka Flocka Flame: x2]