Pistol on me I won't do the fussing
If I start punching ima go to bussing
Why you jumping n***** I aint even finna do you nothing
Jump in the studio, f*ck some paper man
Im finna start punching
Raw sent me a dead body, now I gotta put that b***** in Morgue or something
Camouflage all over my body look like a young n***** want want war or something
In a race line to the racks, Blakk I'm tryna stack up all the money
Im on big bidness, I don't wanna hit the mall or nothing
B**** I been busy, thats why I aint answer my phone or nothing
You aint want shit anyway my signal going out I'm on the interstate
Life gave a n**** so many lemons man I had to go and make lemonade
Young Nigga got so many B****** man I should've went on Elimidate
Boyl these b****** is a headache
Im try send a bih way to Italy
You Could keep dat bih dawg if she don't come with a dinner plate
Rawtune I got you, you don't know how much we finna make...