Reason some of ´em lie
We keep Berettas, on gang (Uh)
I just  (Two of ´em)
Why, why, why, why

Keep it on a leash, now I keep it on the low
When it´s smoke, I´ma sco´, gotta take one nigga
Body bag for the opp, got a lot off top
Bitch, I´m walk ´em down Tre, better not play with ´em (Yeah)
I told her believe in me
Break a bitch for a whip, no lie, I´ma keep gettin´ richer (Skrrt)
Give a fuck ´bout your gang, it´s me and my niggas (Yeah)
Put that on gang, just me and my hitters
Want a house out in Cali´, tell ´em I slept on a pallet
Bought a P, buss down, no cappin´ (Yeah)
FN in the cabinet (Yeah)
Lil´ Tre, they can´t help it, he bad, lil´ bitch

Don´t he look like his daddy? (Yeah)
Ready to walk ´em down, we gon´ hit ´em up in traffic
Stalk ´em down, walk ´em down, throw away the ratchet
Oh, Lil Tre ´bout that action? (Baow)
Eighth grade at school with this tool in my Micky D´s race car jacket (Yeah)
Live the life of a savage (What?)
Why would you think that I´m average?
I know you heard I be spazzin´ (Huh?), better go ask ´em (Yeah)
Duck tape, chrome Glock, cut´ em up, nigga, I´m a cutthroat assassin (Yeah)
Bet it on me when I roll these dice (Dice)
Strap on me, nah, ain´t nothin´ nice (Nah)
Buss down Rollie, I don´t need no ice (Yeah)
New AP, don´t need no lights, oh, yeah, yeah (What?)

I got blood money on my conscience (On my conscience)
And I got dirty bodies on this chopper (On this chopper)
I spend dirty money on my partners (Why, why, why, why, why, why)
I just put this riffle on my Bible (That´s on gang, gang)
I got blood money on my conscience (Blood money on my conscience)
And I got dirty bodies on this chopper (Why, why, why)
I spend dirty money on my partners (Why, why, why, why)
I just put this riffle on my Bible

When I talk to moms, I thank her
It was like God sent me an angel
She be like, "Try to avoid the opps, but, baby, they get in your way, stank ´em´" (That´s gangster)
I rather I see you in jail than dead, so fuck the feds, I keep one in the head (The head)
Fight who? I´ll never be Craig (Never)
Don´t push me, I´m already on the edge
Ain´t even gotta expose them niggas, that´s just a image, nigga know you ain´t kill ´em (We know that)
I told Big A to be cool, he really wan´ run ´em down and stand over them niggas, ain´t worth it (They ain´t)
Real talk, bruh, we live in a circus (They clowns)

I told you the fake ones gon´ drown
Go down when real niggas come to the surface (Yeah, I told you)
My BM, she get in her feelings and run to the internet promotin´ opps (Huh?)
A week later, come back apologizin´, man, I swear this bitch tryna get popped (She tryna get popped with the opps)
Oh, I´m traumatized? Quit playin´ (Quit playin´)
Better watch that lil´ shit you be sayin´ (Alright)
And I still give her money and conversation, ´cause if I don´t, I won´t see my lil´ man, damn (I won´t see my lil´ man, damn)

I got blood money on my conscience (On my conscience)

And I got dirty bodies on this chopper (On this chopper)
I spend dirty money on my partners (Why, why, why, why, why, why)
I just put this riffle on my Bible (That´s on gang, gang)
I got blood money on my conscience (Blood money on my conscience)
And I got dirty bodies on this chopper (Why, why, why)
I spend dirty money on my partners (Why, why, why, why)
I just put this riffle on my Bible

I just put this riffle on my bible
I got blood money on my conscience