'Cause I'ma smack this mutha***ka
Back up 'cause I'ma smack this mutha***ka
Back up 'cause I'ma smack this mutha***ka
Back up 'cause I'ma smack this mutha***ka

See me creepin' through the bushes
Hunch back and barefooted
Got some beer in my system
I barely can bare with it

When it's drama out there, stay smooth, stay smooth
When my click need me, yo, I move, yo, I move
It ain't funny, see when ya ***kin' wit' my people
Got the fo fo, buckin' it slow, I'm so evil

****, stand up, hold this, see I control this
Hemisphere, makin' this clear
And stood focused, was born broke
So ya ice don't entice me

Eatin' Chinese food, my juice wasn't icy
I'm still papi and I ain't change for ****
I been out for four days
I ain't change for ****

Yo saluchi, take ya **** god and rock Gucci
Ghetto style no couffi, smoke loosi
Hit the block wit' the new uzi
Seven forty five live gettin' new coochie

Hit the hood like the windmill and spin out quick
It won't stop till I cake out ****
(Oh God)

I got some sons for you and some runnas to run for you
They on the block all day
(Ay you)
She on the block all day
(Ay you)
We on the block all day
(Ay you)

I got some sons for you and some runnas to run for you
They on the block all day
(Ay you)
She on the block all day
(Ay you)
We on the block all day
(Ay you)

I got some Henny in my system, the half is startin' ta hit me
If I brawl in the club my boys'll brawl wit' me
*****s wanna see me foul
***kin' hatas you should see me now, switch the topic

We was friends but I told shorty
(Ay you)
Don't you get up in this Benz shorty
(Ay you)

And you know I'll ***k ya friends shorty
(Ay you)
And they ain't get no en's shorty
(Ay you)

See *****s, they want my name next to Kurt Cobain
But I don't sniff cocaine, I sniff propane
Keep me g***ed up and I'm keepin' my cash up
Shorty give me too much brains, keepin' me ***ed up
(Oh)

So if you wit' it, I can hit it and go
And call you from the hood later when I'm huggin' a ho
You see, ain't nothin' funny man, all about my money man
Dressed up like a rabbit told the ***** that she in bunny land

You see that popper got her feelin' herself
Literally god she feelin' herself
(Oh, God)

I got some sons for you and some runnas to run for you
They on the block all day
(Ay you)
She on the block all day
(Ay you)
We on the block all day
(Ay you)

Back up 'cause I'ma smack this mutha***ka
Back up 'cause I'ma smack this mutha***ka
Back up 'cause I'ma smack this mutha***ka
Back up 'cause I'ma smack this mutha***ka
Back up 'cause I'ma smack this mutha***ka