[Verse 1: Gunz] Stare is when the trigger face Lil n***a a bigger base Know me young homie? here's money, you wonder now I'll make 2012 with a dial Talking that s**t; dont know who they rapping Pause, I say em fast, rabbit d***s I the booth to a maggot pit She appear when I wave the David Banner money, you b****s can't see me like my mother home She's b****n' her dog is back with bone Hollar for a dollar, to back I hit her right off of twitter, now follow I'm booking face, my network is Young Money, Money, we coach who coach you Slow up them with them loco vocals What you know to, don't do, I'm go-tos, go-to Plot, once you try I approach you quiet with the too Fire, I will you Tie, any man, bear hand you Silence is I go to Violent, in the safe, burner in the car, and the plates, burner on the waist the burner and they solving the case Murder in the place, let is dissolve in his I don't give a f**k if your and all is in the play Get pops, get popped, n***a pop off Get a drop, in the city chopped, get in off and it gettin hot, knock ya socks off Get clocked, it tick, get tocked off Block n****s, by the block its blocked off Swat looking for the when is docked off In the spot where n****s to get bopped, pause And when the stop then ya top off
[Verse 2: Mill] YMCMB DoubleM G, you me Old flow like Kool Moe Dee Coastal flow, I low key a move OT Get a for the low 95 South get a that would go Every 36 let the get an O I put it in the that b***h better snow In the middle of summer, do N****s better run us that, front us That with a drummer, they want us Tell n****s run up, get done up When that automatic get clappin like Cory when he rapping That be spitting so fast, and my n****s we platinum And I'm... on the way I'm glow, I put my pressy on 30 thou, a got a Camero Chevy on I go loud the neck give em a heavy one And n****s on me, guess I get my Freddy on on you record labels I em put the dirty money on the other table You ever seen a 100 racks off money That Luther King, I had a dream money I can tell you never seen money We sellin girl, gettin Christine money Aguilera, I'm in the whisper when I come through, I can barely hear em I know these n****s looking, I see em though My in the grave, I make you meet em though They me, mister "f**k a n***a" I don't need a ho Cause I got my paper up, its time to get my up I'm gone!
B***h!
I'm gone!
Double-M G