[Hook: Fredo Santana]
All these n***as b**hes, just take a look and see it
Take a look at my wrist, that b**h is on freeze
It's money over b**hes, a b**h I don't need
Cause I be trapping hard, hitting licks, smoking weed
Don't get my n***a started, they say we so retarded
See these bricks I be coping, hit the block then I chop it
Can't leave my n***as starving, stuff the pounds in the garbage
They throw it in my closet, I go broke then I'm robbin'
[Verse 1: Fredo Santana]
If I go broke, just know a n***a robbin'
50k up in my robin's bent I don't need no wallet
Robbin' me stop it, I pull out and pop it
Ben leave a n***a slum and walk off like it's nothing
b**h I'm a f**ing monster, b**h I move like a monster
Just call me Fredo got it, got a chopper and a party
Better leave a n***a sloppy so act tough if you want it
Just to put you in the coma, it's all my next persona
I been going hard all god damn week
I be rollin' off of molly I ain't had no sleep
And my money where my mouth isn't what you talk you see
Put this 30 where your mouth is, my pistol touch your teeth
[Hook: Fredo Santana]
All these n***as b**hes, just take a look and see it
Take a look at my wrist, that b**h is on freeze
It's money over b**hes, a b**h I don't need
Cause I be trapping hard, hitting licks, smoking weed
Don't get my n***a started, they say we so retarded
See these bricks I be coping, hit the block then I chop it
Can't leave my n***as starving, stuff the pounds in the garbage
They throw it in my closet, I go broke then I'm robbin'
[Verse 2: Trouble]
Trouble going broke, a rich p**y's nightmare
Trill n***a sh**, I'm checking on no night air
Words to school none of the rounds I'ma violate
And motherf** one time I'm a cope hate it
UBN, we hussle all over the globe
The drop season, my reason US smoke pole
They say DTE beat 'em up for a reason
Need no sh**, send hits but you know sh**
Trouble, trouble they know how I get down
From these p**y a** rappers to these street clowns
Oh you got fitapese in that bag right there
It is red dough
[Hook: Fredo Santana]
All these n***as b**hes, just take a look and see it
Take a look at my wrist, that b**h is on freeze
It's money over b**hes, a b**h I don't need
Cause I be trapping hard, hitting licks, smoking weed
Don't get my n***a started, they say we so retarded
See these bricks I be coping, hit the block then I chop it
Can't leave my n***as starving, stuff the pounds in the garbage
They throw it in my closet, I go broke then I'm robbin'
[Verse 3: Alley Boy]
They trust me in blood money, f** b**hes we ball out
Pop pills with Tadoe, my young n***as gon' clear that
Don't take out we be shy, 50 hundred your life
These n***as jacking for phone, pausing they murking for ice
Man all these industry n***as, they for the inner street n***as
Just GBE, DTE shout outs to them being n***as
And my vice lords n***as, and my GD n***as
And my moles and fouls, shouts out to dimtoe n***a
Always to my zone to the stone chy rack like my second home
All them young n***as strapped with them 30's popper
Quick shot to your dome
And I'm bout the don of 100, and with Trouble 200
My n***a Fredo Santana when you mix all that it's 300
[Hook: Fredo Santana]
All these n***as b**hes, just take a look and see it
Take a look at my wrist, that b**h is on freeze
It's money over b**hes, a b**h I don't need
Cause I be trapping hard, hitting licks, smoking weed
Don't get my n***a started, they say we so retarded
See these bricks I be coping, hit the block then I chop it
Can't leave my n***as starving, stuff the pounds in the garbage
They throw it in my closet, I go broke then I'm robbin'