(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!