[Produced by Kane Beatz]
[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Man, f** these n***as!
I'mma spare everything but these n***as
I flip the gun and gun-bu*t these n***as
Take the knife off the AK and cut these n***as
And f** these b**hes
I swear I care about everything but these b**hes
I don't care, I "so what?" these b**hes
And I put Young Mula, baby, way above these b**hes
If it ain't broke, don't break it
And if he ain't shook, I'm gonna shake him
Hope I don't look weak
Cause when a wolf cry wolf, you still see that wolf's teeth, mothaf**a
Futuristic hand gun
If you act foul, you get two shots and one
I'm at your face like Lancôme
You n***as softer than Roseanne's son
Hey, you cannot reach me on my Samsung
I'm busy f**ing the world and giving the universe my damn tongue
Crazy motherf**er? I am one
But the crazy thing is, I began one
All white bricks, I'm straight like it's jumping back to 36 n***a
Big house, long hallways, got 10 bathrooms, I could sh** all day, n***a
[Hook: Lil Wayne]
And we don't want no problems
Ok, you're a goon, what's a goon to a goblin?
Yeah, and Kane on the beat
I f** around and leave a n***a's brains on the street
Ughh, I pop that p**y
I bring her to my bedroom and pop that p**y
Uh huh, and we be steady mobbin'
Oh Kemosabe, big ballin' is my hobby
[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
What the f** is up? It's Gucci Mane the G
Ask Tity Boi, no pity boy, this scar city the city boy
So icy, so no Nike boy, just Gucci, Louis, Prada, 'scuse me
"Gucci Mane keep sh**tin on me, why that boy keep buyin j**ellery?"
East Atlanta co*kin hammers
Bandannas on car antennas
No we do not talk to strangers
Just cut off these n***as' fingers
Gucci's armed and dangerous, c**aine, codeine and angel dust
This AK-47 will hitchya everywhere from the ankle up
Gun same size as Nia Long, clip long as a Pringles can
.45 Desert Eagle on me, you'll think I'm a Eagles fan
Toni Braxton sniper rifle, make you never breathe again
f** that n***a, k** that n***a, bring him back, k** him again (Gucci!)
[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
Yeah, the money is the motive
f** with the money, it get ugly as Coyote
Ok, I'm reloaded
Better pull it if you tote it
I buy a pound, break it down and put it in a stogie
Swagger so bright, I don't even need light
I'm with a model broad, she don't even eat rice
But would you believe that she eat dykes?
And she asked me for a pitcher, so I gave her 3 strikes
Yeah, I-I'm the man around this motherf**er
I'm so hot you probably catch a tan around this motherf**er
This rap game, I got my hand around this motherf**er
Yeah I said game, but I ain't playing around this motherf**er
Yeah, I'm the best to ever do it, b**h
And you're the best at never doing sh**
If you the sh**, then I am sewer-rich
Try me and I'll have your people reading eulogies
I swear you can't f** with me
But I can f** your girl and make her nut for me
Then s*ut for me, then k** for me, then steal for me
And of course it'll be your cash
Then I'll murder that b**h and send her body back to your a**
[Hook]
[Verse 4: Lil Wayne]
Uh, man s** my clip
Swallow my bullets, and don't you spit
Uhh! I am the hip-hop socialist
Life is a gamble and I'm all about my poker chips
Do you want a dose of this?
I will make the most of this
'F' is for fer-o-cious
Murder your a**ociates
The top is so appropriate
This is just where I belong
Keep a hard dick for your girlfriend to wobble on
[Hook]