[Chorus: Gangsta Blac & Lil Fly]
To you motor-mouth mothersuckers, come get some of this
An-an-anna got me clickin'
I ain't trippin' 'cause I'm on that snow
To you-to you motor-mouth mothersuckers, come get some of this
An-an-anna got me clickin'
I ain't trippin' 'cause I'm on that snow
To you-to you motor-mouth mothersuckers, come get some of this
An-an-anna got me clickin'
I ain't trippin' 'cause I'm on that snow
To you-to you motor-mouth mothersuckers, come get some of this
An-an-anna got me clickin'
I ain't trippin' 'cause I'm on that snow

[Verse 1: Lil Fly]
Hizzo, don't you knizzow that that anna got me fuckin' clickin'?
Keep that shizzit to yourself, hizzo, you just testin' pimpin'
When you testin' pimpin', ho
You limpin' towards your fuckin' death
Hizzid in your grave, full of rage, with your bad self
Made my pimpin' just a little bigger, busters can't compare
Smoke them lemons like some mega blunts, put 'em in the izzair
Put them buster suckers in the wind, Mr. Ibn
Dwellin' with the lunatic, Flizzy has no fuckin' friends
Friends that turn they back
'Cause they ass done turned in fuckin' green
Green with envy, jealous bitches tryin' to kick it on Fly scene
But them lemons claim they got your back, they ain't Jack
Clizzick with some trill n***as, buck them n***as on Lil' Sizzack
Like hangin' on my n***a sack, Mr. Fly can't stand this shit
'Cause if you hangin' by my nuts, then hizzo, you can suck my dick
Flizzy 'bout to clown, 'cause I'm down on that funky shit
Trizzick talkin' shizzit, buster suckers, come get some of this
[Chorus: Gangsta Blac & Lil Fly]
To you-to you motor-mouth mothersuckers, come get some of this
An-an-anna got me clickin'
I ain't trippin' 'cause I'm on that snow
To you-to you motor-mouth mothersuckers, come get some of this
An-an-anna got me clickin'
I ain't trippin' 'cause I'm on that snow
To you-to you motor-mouth mothersuckers, come get some of this
An-an-anna got me clickin'
I ain't trippin' 'cause I'm on that snow
To you-to you motor-mouth mothersuckers, come get some of this
An-an-anna got me clickin'
I ain't trippin' 'cause I'm on that snow

[Verse 2: Lil Fly]
Buster in a crowd, talkin' loud, you ain't sayin' shit
Run your mizzouth like a junky fiendin' for another hit
Shut your fuckin' trizzap, ho, before Lil' Flizzy come on in
Have you hizzeard once before, I'm evil with Fly skin and grin
Grinnin' and I'm schemin', trick, I'm thinkin' how to touch this ho
Blizzow, get that tizzone out the stash, this lemon gotta gizzo
Strappin' in the nino five, chillin' in the nino quad
.380 bust at your ass if you think Lil' Fly gon' nod
Ho, I just can't nod, oh my God, what you gonna do?
If you clicked up with them pigs, Mr. Fly gon' buck you too
Shizzoot thunder sounds, lay you down, split your fuckin' crown
Crown in half, make me laugh, how you like Fly 80 rounds?
As Lil' Flizzy cross your ground, ho, you feel the mega clutch
Your izzass, ho, I gotta' bust, and put your dick up in the dust
Don't you think I'm finna jump because you got that trigger itch
Come and get you some, body numb, dumb son of a biatch
[Interlude: Lil Fly]
Yeah, ho, this Lil' Flizzy on that motherfuckin' flizzow
To [?], bitch
Put them motherfuckin' jackets on Fly back
Ho, you talkin' all that weak-ass shit
You need to come and get some of this
You know what I'm sayin'?
My n***a Blizzo in this motherfucker
My n***a Lil' Boom, clickin', you know what I'm sayin'?
My n***a Lil' Tony, Peewee, Pain, the Orleans clique
All my n***as down South Park, that anna got us clickin'
And we ain't trippin', ho, 'cause we on that snow
My n***a T. Wright in this, motherfucker

[Verse 3: Lil Fly]
Hizzow don't you knizzow you corrupted up your fuckin' life?
Puttin' them jackets on Fly back, it's gonna be a deadly night
Stayin' out of sizzight, ho, is what the fuck you better do
Tell them folks "Fly on that dope, Lil' Flizzy gonna get you, fool"
Ho, you test my pimpin', buster bitch, you better dodge and duck
Get Lil' Flizzy on that fizzunk, ho, I just don't give a fuck
Trizzick, just start traitin', pockets achin', cause he ain't gon' rob
Fizzuck you, you Northern Memphis n***a, tryin' to claim you're hard
Rogueish ass n***as stealin' cars, fakin' on that scar
Fly heard it through the grapevine, ho
You locked up for a rizzape charge
What's up to your brother, n***a, who you just be traitin' on
Momma, she just buy your clothes, while you be lickin' pussy, jawn
How you claimin' fuckin' clout
When Tall Tree Posse punked you out?
Ho, you should have known that it's on, 'cause I'm from the South
So when you think of testin' nuts, hizzo, don't you think of me
In your mind, Lil' Fly will become Flizzy, gonna get you, G
Your lizzife ain't abizzout none, yo name was flaugin' on the front
Throw your hood, and smoke you, fool
While smokin' blunts, and hit that puff
So if you smell your nuts, and think you tough
Fly ain't finna run you dizzown, we'll redrum you, bitch
So hizzo, come and get you some
[Chorus: Gangsta Blac & Lil Fly]
To you-to you motor-mouth mothersuckers, come get some of this
An-an-anna got me clickin'
I ain't trippin' 'cause I'm on that snow
To you-to you motor-mouth mothersuckers, come get some of this
An-an-anna got me clickin'
I ain't trippin' 'cause I'm on that snow
To you-to you motor-mouth mothersuckers, come get some of this
An-an-anna got me clickin'
I ain't trippin' 'cause I'm on that snow
To you-to you motor-mouth mothersuckers, come get some of this
An-an-anna got me clickin'
I ain't trippin' 'cause I'm on that snow

[Outro: DJ Paul]
Ah, yeah
This Mister motherfuckin' DJ Paul doin' this shit, bitch
For anyone of you hoes wanna put my motherfuckin' name in a song and diss me
Bitch ass n***a
Bring that shit to the motherfuckin' door
Triple Six motherfuckin' Mafia, ho