Chorus
I ain't gon' say too much when a
n***a speakin' on that hot s**t
F**k the police, 'cause them
bitches ain't gon' stop s**t
Oppositions mad, if they play
they gettin' popped quick
Flyest n***a in the game,
yeah, I'm a cockpit
Posted on Camelot, wit'
a hunnid some' shots
I be swimmin' wit' the sharks,
lil n***a you a lobster
Bullets hit a n***a up, like
he eatin' on some pasta
And shoutout to Kingston,
I keep me some Rastas
My niggas trappin' out the
bando, shoutout to the Migos
If a n***a knock wrong, shoot
him through the peephole
The trap always open, b***h
we ain't never closed
We movin' them packs and
we movin' them kilos
Verse 1
Step one, Step two, do
my dance in this b***h
Got a hunnid some' drums
like a band in this b***h
Mane she keep on bitchin',
all that naggin' and s**t
Hoe shut the f**k up and
jus' gag on this d**k
I'm a side nigga, and I
love when she swallow
If a n***a say something,
hit him wit' a hollow
That glizzy, knock ya meat out ya taco
Flexin' on ya bitch, they
call me Johnny Bravo
School of hard knocks,
let me take you to class
My b***h is real skinny
but she got a lot of ass
I love counting money,
I get a lot of cash
If you try to take it from
me, his toe gon' have a tag
Chorus
I ain't gon' say too much when a
n***a speakin' on that hot s**t
F**k the police, 'cause them
bitches ain't gon' stop s**t
Oppositions mad, if they play
they gettin' popped quick
Flyest n***a in the game,
yeah, I'm a cockpit
Posted on Camelot, wit'
a hunnid some' shots
I be swimmin' wit' the sharks,
lil n***a you a lobster
Bullets hit a n***a up, like
he eatin' on some pasta
And shoutout to Kingston,
I keep me some Rastas
Verse 2
All up in the party, you
know we keep them carbons
Bring a n***a chills like
I work at Baskin Robbins
I love Batman, but a young n***a robbin'
Firework show, 'cause my
niggas get to sparklin'
I'm a hot head, I'll crash any second
He speakin' on who? Send
his b***h ass to heaven
Extended clips, when
we tote them Mac 11's
My niggas they be crippin',
they be screamin' out them 7's
Why you investigating me?
'Cause I don't know a thing
And I'ma always keep a solid
'cause I'll never sang
You know I'm Shotta Fam,
I always rep the gang
He kept on dissin' so a n***a
had to snatch his brain
Outro
Had to snatch his brain (had
to snatch that n***a brain)
I had to snatch his brain (had
to snatch that n***a brain)
I had to make it rain (make
that motha f**ka rain)
R. Kelly let that f**kin' choppa
sing, yeah (make it sing)
