[Hook]
I got that click-clack, bang-bang, hit a n***a up
It's that young n***a, Rich Gang, we don't give a f**
Give your b**h this dang-a-lang, she gon' give me some
Got that big AK thang, sittin' in the trunk
[Verse 1: YG]
That b**h called my phone askin' me about my other ho
If she keep pressing, I'mma f** around and f** her, though
b**hes, snitches and fake n***as, I don't f** with those
Swear you n***as p**y, n***as chicken like Buffalos
Ride around in that Porsche, cops tryna blurt me, of course
Your n***as don't eat pork, my n***as don't do court
Murder, murder, murder, murder
You n***as ain't beefin' with a hamburger (it's 400!)
[Bridge]
Said my homies gettin' high (to my homies gettin' high)
Swear somebody gonna die (somebody gonna die)
I said my homies gettin' high (my homies gettin' high)
Swear somebody gonna die (somebody gonna die)
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Ferg]
You can find me in the Bay, and I'm riding Continental
Bumpin' Mac Dre, and he got me on my thizzle
Fill that up with lead like a motherf**in' pencil
b**h gon' give me head while I'm loading up my pistol
See the homie YG, rollin' down my window
Said they try and try me, what you tryna get into?
f**in' with the wrong one, we gon' get revenge
f**in' with the wrong n***a, five shots in your Benz
f**in' with the wrong n***as, those are not your friends
They a bunch of wearin' thong n***as, hiding behind tints
See you f**in' with the Trap Lord, you committing sins
You gon' get what you asked for: two shots to the chest
[Bridge & Hook x2]