12 in the morning
Pop shells for a living
And berry gong smell blood trail every minute
Rogue wave on you niggas no fail when I hit 'em
Every time I see a pig I don't hesitate to kill 'em
Ain't nobody give a f**k about a rule
Either get diplomas or a tool
I'mma cool with my youngins
No bool when I'm spraying
This k at you f**kas
F**k a gang affiliated with nothing but my name
Man I don't give a f**k about a motherf**king po
I'mma pull up with that stick and hit yo motherf**king door
Man I don't give a f**k about a motherf**king po
I'mma pull up with that stick and hit yo motherf**king door
People be starving
And people be killing for food
With that crack and that spoon
But these rich motherf**king they stay eating good
Dropping wage living good
Holdin steel glocks but you been a b**ch suck a thick cock
F**k a crip walk hit the strip like in bangkok
Never ever see me ever trip bout a lil broad
See me on the TV screaming b**ch you a damn fraud
And you don't wanna f**k with a chigga like me
When I pull up in that maserati better duck fore ya brain
Splatter on the concrete I'mma hit you with that 45
Bullet hit yo neck 'round the bow tie looking like a thriller
Film b**ch I'mma go right back with the clip in I know
You be shaking don't test me or I might just click at yo noggin
Man I don't give a f**k about a motherf**king po
I'mma pull up with that stick and hit yo motherf**king door
Man I don't give a f**k about a motherf**king po
I'mma pull up with that stick and hit yo motherf**king door
