Lyrics
Aye, nigga. Aye, nigga. Peep game, nigga
I got me this lil' old tricc from the other side, you know what I’m sayin'?
Bitch be runnin' her mouth, nigga… Fools out to get your ass, nigga,
that’s real
It’s on the blocc, nigga
So wasup, nigga? What you wanna do, nigga?
Step on them fools, nigga?
Can we dump, nigga? Wasup?
Listen, nigga. Listen, listen
We just gon' chill at the crib
We just gon' strap up and wait, nigga. Don’t even trip
I got me a 9 mm, .44, AR15, 30ought six with a scope, nigga
A Itchica 37, 12 gague sawed-off shotgun with a 5 pound slide, nigga
We all the way nice, nigga
Streetsweeper and shit, pistol grip, you know
We finna handle this, nigga
Low-key gave me the whole hook-up, nigga
Let’s do this