[Intro]
(Man you already know what's goin' on man, Slayworld man we speedracing, shout-out Izaya Tiji, You already know we going crazy, we goin' stupid)
Yeah man
Glee
(Ha-ha-ha)
Yeah

[Verse]
Yeah, good lean in my tummy
Give her my head, I feel like a dummy
Eatin' good, lil n***a get chubby
[?], if you wan' bond then
Choppa bullets leave that boy gushin'
And now I see yo' ass start runnin'
Red beam on the gun, it's so funny
His ass like hidin' in a closet
Shut the fuck up
First she suck a real n***a, then I'm blushin'
Juggin' anybody, even my cousin
Can't die n***a, I'm so stubborn
Put him in the sky, hover
Top tier n***a like the [?]
Chop him down now he six feet under
Choppa eat him up like some coasters
Two R's at the front of the C
In my mind like, "What did you need?"
Shells flyin' at you n***a like sheesh
I'm drinking lemonade on the beach
Crab meat all stuck in my teeth
Four n***as that's all I see
Baby lets go to Disney
I spilled a whole pint on the tee
That boy my son, get him a car seat
Pop-pop, onomatopoeia
.50 cal bring that boy to his knees
Slide down, I wanna talk to his daddy
Look at my pockets n***a, lil fatty
I need a bad bitch, need a baddie
I'm in a 'Vette, and he in a caddy
I get the girl scouts [?] Cali
He smoking on cig [?]
I get up, 'cause I get the stackies
Suckin' my dick, that boy is a faggy
Number (N)ine but fuck the fashion
I'm a drug man n***a the passion
Know these slay guys gun him down, lackin'
In the movies, we can still get it crackin'
Don't know why man but I got the gun on me, the funds on me, the drugs on me
Runnin' from the cops 'cause I had a little puff on me
Bad bitch, know she wanna suck on me
Lets pour a deuce, n***a, lets go
Lets pour a deuce, n***a, lets go