[Intro: Blac Youngsta]
Robbed, k**ed or kidnapped
Everybody runnin' with straps, that's a fact
Know my n***as got my back
Whacked, whacked, whacked, whacked, whacked
Robbed, k**ed or kidnapped
Everybody runnin' with straps, that's a fact
Know my n***as got my back, they protect me with the Mac
Your big homie...
f** n***a
Lil' n***a, lil' n***a
Lil' b**h, lil' b**h
[Hook: Blac Youngsta: & Waka Flocka]
f** with me, you get whacked
Robbed, k**ed or kidnapped
Everybody runnin' with straps, that's a fact
Know my n***as got my back, they protect me with the Mac
Your big homie he a rat
n***as ridin', screamin', "blrrr, blrrr, blrrr, blrrr"
Choppa with the shoulder strap
Where these p**y n***as at?
Robbed, k**ed or kidnapped
Everybody runnin' with straps, that's a fact
Know my n***as got my back, they protect me with the Mac
Your big homie he a rat
n***as ridin', screamin', "blrrr, blrrr, blrrr, blrrr"
Choppa with the [?] strap
Where these p**y n***as at?
[Verse 1: Blac Youngsta & Waka Flocka]
Rappers k** me with their war stories
Shot once, that's way glory
Four rings on me like Robert Horry
Never by myself cause the pistol on me
Hear these n***as talkin', come and take it from me
Get your brother whacked for a quarter birdie
Let 'em gun sound, let 'em gun sound
They turned down, got no buds
We're poured up, we're on d**
I advice y'all not to f** with us
We shoot first, ask questions later
Pull up on 'em like, what's happenin'
Poppin' boys in the hood, I'm the big homie
d**h row Suge, man, these n***as know us
They cross the line, n***a
[Hook: Blac Youngsta: & Waka Flocka]
f** with me, you get whacked
Robbed, k**ed or kidnapped
Everybody runnin' with straps, that's a fact
Know my n***as got my back, they protect me with the Mac
Your big homie he a rat
n***as ridin', screamin', "blrrr, blrrr, blrrr, blrrr"
Choppa with the shoulder strap
Where these p**y n***as at?
Robbed, k**ed or kidnapped
Everybody runnin' with straps, that's a fact
Know my n***as got my back, they protect me with the Mac
Your big homie he a rat
n***as ridin', screamin', "blrrr, blrrr, blrrr, blrrr"
Choppa with the shoulder strap
Where these p**y n***as at?
[Verse 2: Blac Youngsta]
Regular n***a, baby mama, auntie, sister and grandmama
I'ma load them young n***as up right now [?]
f** n***a disrespectin' me, so I pulled the gun on him
All my lil' n***as with it, they been k**in' out in public
Brrrll, brrrll, brrrll, brrrll
I'm a big blood, that's a fact
Now [?] three, bebop, b**h a blood
That's the set that I rep
On the set, told my mama I wanna trap
Told my mama I wanna rap
I keep that strap, and
Any n***a run up on me, they get whacked
I'm a CMG n***a
[Hook: Blac Youngsta: & Waka Flocka]
f** with me, you get whacked
Robbed, k**ed or kidnapped
Everybody runnin' with straps, that's a fact
Know my n***as got my back, they protect me with the Mac
Your big homie he a rat
n***as ridin', screamin', "blrrr, blrrr, blrrr, blrrr"
Choppa with the shoulder strap
Where these p**y n***as at?
Robbed, k**ed or kidnapped
Everybody runnin' with straps, that's a fact
Know my n***as got my back, they protect me with the Mac
Your big homie he a rat
n***as ridin', screamin', "blrrr, blrrr, blrrr, blrrr"
Choppa with the shoulder strap
Where these p**y n***as at?