Put your six feet under like a zombie Please don't try and run up or try and rob
Me 'cause Ima get to bussin
Boy my shorty bad, yours is disgusting Put your six feet under like a zombie
Please don't try and run up or try and rob me
'Cause Ima get to bussing ,boy my shorty bad yours is disgusting
Money motivated, we ain't trippin' on no hoes No strippin' mothaf*cka, but we carry poles
Allegedly, cause 12 be on our tail F*ck em, I know a couple wanna see me fail
No rats on my circle, but we get to the guap Shorty lit, she be on me, she wanna give me top
Said it was real, but his homie said it was a prop
Why the f*ck you fakin'? Snatch shit, yeah, I'm really takin' it
If money fallin' off the trees, then Im taking ' it
If that tree got it, then I'm bakin' it
I'm bakin' it, let's go
We carry them four fives we carry them 10's We stay by the north side where shit ain't no trend
Brothers who killed for real, they ain't pretend Got brothers who rob pills, we always on ten
Seen bro get shot and he ended up dead Was panickin' so much, thought it was the end
We had to spin on them, we had to drop ten We seen your big homie, we left him for dead
Should've known we use hollows and we aim for they head
Should've seen your bro when we left him all red
His mama should've, thank God, we tucked him to bed