Two shots to his melon, Waka Flocka
Presidential flooded Benz's for my partners
For that dope and that Pyrex
The youngest in the projects
Will em' turn into pirates
Empty out your pockets
Murk you and ya partners
Roll ya body up in some carpet
Should've kept your mouth closed
Should've never started
Soon as I'm done I'm flipping in another cartridge
I'm a real shooter just call me James Harden
Don't mind me, my dog I'm just flossing
Better keep your distance
Proceed with caution
f** boy, f** boy
Y'all just some f** boys
Ain't gonna have it on me
Got ya' a** in a cup boy
Walk everywhere and my chain never talk, boy, talk, boy NEVER
Make a n***a heart beat acapella
Stomp a n***a out in Italian leather
You a street n***a then we birds of a feather
Make a girl f** a girl just for the pleasure
I'm talking boss sh**, real mob n***a
Turn your wife and money
Where your life guard, n***a?
El Chapo sh**
Find your body parts, n***a
You ain't a drug dealer
You a rapping a** n***a
Just get cash rob your a** with no masks's
Spend a day in my hood probably won't last, n***a
[Hook:]
Squad!
UP!
f** n***a, I'm yelling out squad
UP!
f** n***a, I'm yelling out squad
UP!
f** n***a, I'm yelling out squad
UP!
Squad up, squad up, squad up
Squad up, squad up, squad up
Squad up, squad up, squad up
Word to the wise, don't f** with mine
Word to the wise, don't f** with mine
20K n***a every club that I walk through
Face card good every city that I walk through
One phone call have my young n***as off you
Clap him 33 times, round of applause you
RIP Shirts momma said that she lost you
Ain't gotta get my hands dirty, that's what a boss do
Told you f** n***as this gon' cost you
I told you, f** n***as this gon' cost you
When you get a n***a hit I'm the one you need to talk to
Real street sh** what I brought you
Welcome to mi casa my Floor made of marble
200K
Good in the A
Good in the Bay
I'm a drummer King Kay slay [?]
Real n***a coming through, make way
Send them goons where you stay
In the bushes where they lay
n***as know I don't play, man down
White flag, mayday
If you feeling some kind of way I'm sending Kenny B at em'
Send the B's
Send the C's
Send the G's lords at em
I don't do no talking I just make sh** happen
Drop my name in the verse bet my shooters start clapping like BLOUW
You ain't eating with the squad, then it's f** you n***a like BLOUW
I'mma say it with pride
I'mma yell it out loud
[Hook]