[Big Murph] Haters throwin´ shade like the sun down (Sun down) Heater on my waist, don´t get gunned down (Bang, bang)
Bitch you know I rock like the run down (Bow, bow) Stack it, then I rack it like a gun round Shut up, shut up, shut up boy Shut up, shut up, shut up boy Shut up, shut up, shut up boy Shut up, shut up, shut the fuck up Shut up, shut up, shut up boy Shut up, shut up, shut up boy Shut up, shut up, shut up boy Shut up, shut up, shut the fuck up
[Adam Calhoun & Big Murph] Just a moment of silence Before I get violent I´m just tryin´ to warn you If you don´t wanna die then bye then ´Cause I´m hidin´ 9mm inside the waist linin´ of my jeans
Don´t try me, less you´re tryin´ to meet Jesus Body then hide you in the leaves I´m probably out my mind, I mean geez I´m drivin´ on a highway in a diesel Noddin´ tryin´ to find the street you reside in When I find you I´m beatin´ eyes ´til your blind and can´t see you Cryin´ ´cause you´re dyin´ and bleedin´ Pleadin´ for your life and screamin´ But I ain´t tryin´ hear that Shut the fuck up
[Big Murph] Haters throwin´ shade like the sun down (Sun down) Heater on my waist, don´t get gunned down (Bang, bang) Bitch you know I rock like the run down (Bow, bow)
Stack it, then I rack it like a gun round Shut up, shut up, shut up boy Shut up, shut up, shut up boy Shut up, shut up, shut up boy Shut up, shut up, shut the fuck up Shut up, shut up, shut up boy Shut up, shut up, shut up boy Shut up, shut up, shut up boy Shut up, shut up, shut the fuck up
[Big Murph] I been smokin´ on them flowers, bouquet boy Needa peel your top back, toupee boy I make hits, call me Bobby Boucher boy Bitch you know I drop bombs, Hussain boy O-O-Only smoke gas, call it butane, you´re too bougie Need to move, or you´re pussy like the poontang
All about my chains watch it mutate Mobbin´ with my homies and we kick it like Lui Kang Hillbilly thug mixin´ liquor with the Kool-Aid You know I keep it real like the field for a movie Mine sharp as a cutter, my mind gone in the gutter I take a beat and I fuck it like it´s a groupie
[Big Murph] Haters throwin´ shade like the sun down (Sun down) Heater on my waist, don´t get gunned down (Bang, bang) Bitch you know I rock like the gun down (Bow, bow) Stack it, then I rack it like a run round
Shut up, shut up, shut up boy Shut up, shut up, shut up boy Shut up, shut up, shut up boy Shut up, shut up, shut the fuck up Shut up, shut up, shut up boy Shut up, shut up, shut up boy Shut up, shut up, shut up boy Shut up, shut up, shut the fuck up