[Verse 1]
Bitches be worried bout me
I been doing good how bout you
N***as be worried bout me
I been doing good how bout you
These n***as ain't sweet like a fruit
Got racks in my jean I’m smoking on poof
Put a price on his head get outta here, gone send him off yea poof
Take a n***a head off walk up on him if we have to
Burnt this bitch head now he mad I snapped it to him
You ain't shot nobody n***a you work for the task force
You can't ride through my hood better have you a passport
You ain’t gangsta thats cap n***a say he getting money thats cap
If you ain't trappin get out the trap
See you might snitch or rat me out
Or he might get greedy
Take me down yea delete me
Watch out for snakes they sneaky
Dap a n***a hand when you greetin
Keep a gun in the bed while you sleeping
N***as getting killed for reaching

[Verse 2]
Wipe a n***a ass change a n***a pampers tryna do a n***a wrong
Bitches in the bin like they can't get shot I'll do a ho wrong
Whats yo status like
How much rank you got
N***as fighting for they life thats a shank he got
Would you play with yo life or take that shit to trial
Or give up just like that
N***as be snitching I rather not beef with them
Salt off the pump Leon layed it on 3 n***as
Smoking on gas and handling the opps
This shit go to my brain so my body be hot
Bitches ain't shit had to learn that the hard way
So I do shit the smart way
She say she stuck with me and I'm the only one
Say my number is heartaway
I do a show I got racks in my jeans
My n***as just posted they guns be car
How many gangsters a year how many n***as you shot
How many bodies you got
I ain't with all that talking gotta show me sum
These n***as dodgin me like they owe me sum
Can't be trusting these bitches they be scared of you
Just played it cool I can teach you sum