(Intro)
You n***as gon have to start
Watchin your mothaf**in back
Real sh**
[Hook]
A gun plus a mask, you do the math
All my goons know, that equals cash
All my goons know, that equals cash
All my goons know, that equals cash
A gun plus a mask, that equals cash
So if your f**ed up down to your last
A gun and a mask gon get ya cash
A gun plus a mask, you do the math
All my goons know, that equals cash
[Verse 1 Juicy J]
What you know about it n***a this that goon sh**
AK sweep a n***a house without a broomstick
So n***a come up of that bag, or them pistols blast
With the choppa at yo house lyin in the gra**
They'll rob a n***a blind if they doin bad
Duct tape around the handle they don't use a mag
So tell em where its at, don't tell em no more lies
Line yo family up against the wall, and open fire
All you trap n***as are victims, jackers gon catch you slippin
Feeling yourself, flashin and stuntin, n***as gon' come up missin'
You trappers gon drop off that cash, you see em out here they hurtin
That gun to your back it's a robbery, n***a now don't make it a murder
Too late to talk when the sh** hit the fan
Got choppas on deck, more drums than a band
Gun a n***a down, leave em where he stands
Highway to hell, n***a better start praying
[Hook]
A gun plus a mask, you do the math
All my goons know, that equals cash
All my goons know, that equals cash
All my goons know, that equals cash
A gun plus a mask, that equals cash
So if your f**ed up down to your last
A gun and a mask gon get ya cash
A gun plus a mask, you do the math
All my goons know, that equals cash
(Bridge)
Walk up to your house knock on your door, and blow your a** off
Drop it off, drop it off, b**h I got a sawed-off
b**h I got a sawed-off
Walk up to your house, knock on your door, and blow your a** off
Drop it off, drop it off, b**h I got a sawed-off
b**h I got a sawed-off
(Verse 2 Yelawolf)
They telling me Yela don't swing, look buddy don't worry bout me
If you in my lane you end up in a drainage ditch with the snakes and the leeches
Not a single mothaf**a out here want it, cause i never did sh** but me
Its about time that I said it, hey would I regret it we'll see
Yelawolf I am a loose cannon, ask David Banner how deep
I was born and raised in this sh**, momma I got manners bout me
But I'll get dirty if I gotta get dirtier then a mothaf**in piranha up in a Alabama creek
I'm hotter than you in the middle of the summer
Sitting in a sauna under the sun up in a Alabama street, sh**
Rockin rollin' I got noted, I'm going up yeah I'm going
f** with my dreams and my people I got that poetry loaded
My soul is sold, and they sold it, street told and quoted
I leave that potato smoking, look b**h don't think that I'm jokin
Click, POW!