(Pipe that shit up, TnT)
(My nigga Brando been sick with it)
(Say, Brando, what it´s hittin´ for?)
Uh, yeah, Top nigga, let´s get that money, nigga

It ain´t no time to waste
It ain´t time to play wit´ these pussy ass niggas

Did they send my money? That´s a big advance (Yeah)
Got shawty countin´ up these hundreds, nigga
In a minute, need more rubber bands
Had to tell my bro´nem, "Don´t fuck up that plan"
My neck so flushed, how I´m turnt up
Gon´ leave with so many ho´s tonight, need an extra sprinter van
Jump out the whip and stop that man, bitch, I don´t play no games
Boy step, they bang, each one bust brains
If you up in war, need to do the same
Bought my first car, bought my first chain
I´m legendary, plus a vet´ inside the murder game

And I´m runnin´, got the law wan´ come in
Freeze me, to teach me, try breach me, probably saw me on the TV
Now, wan´ make me a repeat
I flood my bitch in CC, don´t worry ´bout it
She paid and got her body poppin´, I´m paid and got my whips exotic
Have a shootout how I´m rockin´, tell ´em, "Stop it"
Bitch ass boy know I´m with that, with a rocket sittin´ back
Push your shit back
What´s that you talkin´ ´bout?
Bitch, you ain´t like that, that´s my strike at
Second one, that´ll be your deathbed, Top known to split heads
Cut down, six twelves and two fours, can´t play the short bed

Know my slimes around, and they all about that
They´ll hang about that
Quick to take the Glock and whoop this nigga head, the fuck you said?
Had it on my mind, we be slangin´ iron
We been tendin´ slimes since they been dead
Mama say, "Fuck ´em", I´ma cutthroat ´em
Leave him stretched right on side where he stay at

Oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh

Bitch nigga, don´t play with me
Never break and entering, spray with me
Never laid with me, better watch what the fuck you say to me

Niggas know I kept them Ks with me
And ChoppaBoy, that´s E
I was sixteen, havin´ him stop, jump out and clear the whole street
Might start a beef
I´m gone off lean, but grind by any means
Count paper up, fuck haters
I´m on papers, still gettin´ dirty, I´m tryna shake ´em
Bought this Glock off da Methylamine, home of the Saints dress like a Laker
He dressin´ black but servin´ gray, call him a Raider
Who plannin´ on steppin´ on me? I send plenty rounds through your town
Lil´ shawty just wanna come over, she plan on me takin´ her down
They wanna know how a nigga make live the mac life

Spend hundred thousand dollars all on clothes to keep my swag right
Oh-oh-oh
Hm, I live a mac life, she know I´m wan´ get up in it
Get on top me, in the Bentley, baby girl, these windows tinted (Oh-oh-oh)
Tell them niggas I ain´t friendly, they know I´m a fuckin´ menace, huh