Oh
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
Yeah

I tote Berettas
I´m in Alpharetta
Red marinara
Cheese mozzarella
Bloodshed, vendetta (Yo, Pi´erre, you wanna come out here?)
Steppin´ on whatever
Red rag, red bandana
Ridin´ ´round with that blammer (Bah)

Ridin´ ´round with that hammer (Bah)
I´m in all red like Santa (Okay)
She lay on that wood like a camper (Come on)
You know I´m the shit, no Pamper (Come on)
You got her wet, got her damper (Yeah)
I´ma finger that bitch through her panties (Okay)
Pourin´ a four in a Fanta (Okay)
Put my heart and my soul in my blammer (Yeah)

Put my heart and my soul in the slammer (Yeah)
They ain´t even wanna give him no chance (Huh?)
Why you hatin´? You ain´t gettin´ no bands (Yeah)
Leave that pussy boy layin´ in the sand (Woah)
You ain´t worth shit, bitch, but sand
Pop out bitch, who Dirty Dan? (Dirty Dan)

I tote Berettas
I´m in Alpharetta
Red marinara
Cheese mozzarella
Bloodshed, vendetta
Steppin´ on whatever (Yeah)
Red rag, red bandana (Okay)
Ridin´ ´round with that blammer (Okay)

Move in slow motion, I got that potion
My weed is potent, oh, that´s your girlfriend?

That bitch is ho´in´, that bitch is goin´ (Goin´, ah)
That bitch is goin´ wherever I´m rollin´
Chopper leave you soulless (Bah)
He not lit, he posin´ (Bah)
I been this, I´m chosin´ (Brrt)
King shit, you notice
Drop my sword, be holdin´ (Ah)
That boy way too croakin´, forever we rollin´
Told her, "Fuck," told her, "Now"
He poppin´ shit but he tellin´ a lie (Tellin´ a lie)
Out of this world, get sent to the sky (Sent to the sky)
Big dawg shit, conquer the vine (Bah)
All this pain, I can´t cry
Don´t trust niggas, sorry for killin´ the vibe (Vibe)

Just bought hella chops, I´ma fill up the ride (Ride)
I´m big man, bitch, better pray to God

Ooh, ooh
Ooh (Oh), ooh
Ooh (Oh), ooh
Ooh (Oh), ooh

I tote Berettas (Ooh)
I´m in Alpharetta (Ooh)
Red marinara (Ooh)
Cheese mozzarella (Ooh)
Bloodshed, vendetta (Ooh)
Steppin´ on whatever (Yeah, ooh)
Red rag, red bandana (Okay, ooh)
Ridin´ ´round with that blammer (Okay, ooh)

Mm, mm-mm
Yo, Pi´erre, I´m out here
Yo, Pi´erre, I´m out here
Yo, Pi´erre, I´m out here
Yeah, we outside, yeah
We rollin´ (Gang, gang, gang)
I´m rollin´ (Gang, gang, gang)
We rollin´
Yours truly, Michael