I´m tryna duck the feds, big brother (Uh-uh)
(Woah-oh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (QRN)

.45 came from Russia (Uh)

I hope that shawty know that I´m a dangerous motherfucker
I work the block from fuckin´ nine to five, love to hustle (Yeah)
I blame it on my fuckin´ street sign, off the muscle
I´m just tryna dodge from doin´ time in the jungle
We really slangin´ iron, know I ain´t lyin´ with that cutter
I said, "I´m just tryna duck the fuckin´ feds, dear momma"
Couldn´t swing the car around the corner, left his head in the gutter
It´s like that all I see is red off these meds, big brother

Poles in the Audi, niggas get whacked, catch a body

I´ma run up the check in the mail
Brand new Chanel, what I bought for lil´ shawty
If we start runnin´ from twelve, would you keep it quiet? Would you keep it solid?
Hit from the back, make her yell, she wanna know what she gettin´ from out this
I feel like A Boogie, come through in my hoodie, hit for my niggas in Highbridge
I put the cash and the racks over pussy, most of these niggas be cowards
All of this smoke in the motherfuckin´ air, we gotta it partially cloudy
If it´s a war, we causin´ you hell, I´m so in love wit´ your body
Lil´ shawty official, the baddest
You not uppin´ the pistol then pass it (Grrah)
I´m up for the three at the basket
There´s no love in the street, that´s so tragic

I really turned to a savage, I went to go get it, you know I´ma have it
Ain´t touch the streets in a very long minute, I get a call, need it wrapped up in plastic

.45 came from Russia (Uh)
I hope that shawty know that I´m a dangerous motherfucker
I work the block from fuckin´ nine to five, love to hustle (Yeah)
I blame it on my fuckin´ street sign, off the muscle
I´m just tryna dodge from doin´ time in the jungle
We really slangin´ iron, know I ain´t lyin´ with that cutter
I said, "I´m just tryna duck the fuckin´ feds, dear momma"

Couldn´t swing the car around the corner, left his head in the gutter
It´s like that all I see is red off these meds, big brother

Stay in trouble, I feel like my day is numbered
Pass me the rock, bet I won´t fumble
G-Wagen car look like a Hummer
In the N-O, me and my brother
´Bout to cop some Wock´ from Bubba
That´s a N-O, I met her mother, why lil´ shawty think I love her?
Had to stop fuckin´ with that ho, she like a fan undercover
Rubber bands, spent a lot of rubber bands on a Rover
My grandma told me that I´m chosen, ooh shit, my neck so frozen

I think it´s funny, shawty said she held me down at the moment
Digi´ scale, I´m grabbin´ grams from out the pound ´bout the money
I´ma hit back with my chopper, by the house, I ain´t runnin´
Playin´ get back ´bout my partner in the ground, I ain´t frontin´
Fuck all that chit chat, got a brand new AR hold a hundred
I know they hate to see me winnin´, know they hate to see me stuntin´
I fucked on all these nigga bitches off the rip, no, I ain´t love ´em
They know my trap house jumpin´
I´ma grind all winter, then shine all summer
If you whip that strap out, bust it
Dope boy swag, Fendi runner

.45 came from Russia (Uh)
I hope that shawty know that I´m a dangerous motherfucker
I work the block from fuckin´ nine to five, love to hustle (Yeah)
I blame it on my fuckin´ street sign, off the muscle
I´m just tryna dodge from doin´ time in the jungle
We really slangin´ iron, know I ain´t lyin´ with that cutter
I said, "I´m just tryna duck the fuckin´ feds, dear momma"
Couldn´t swing the car around the corner, left his head in the gutter
It´s like that all I see is red off these meds, big brother