12 in the mornin', pop shells for a livin'

And berry gon' 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'ma cool with my youngins

No bool when I'm sprayin' this K at you f**kas

F**k a gang affiliated with nothin' but my name

Man, I don't give a f**k about a mothaf**kin' po

I'ma pull up with that stick and hit yo' motherf**kin' do'

Man, I don't give a f**k about a mothaf**kin' po

I'ma pull up with that stick and hit yo' motherf**kin' do', yeah

People be starvin'

And people be killin' for food with that crack and that spoon

But these rich mothaf**kas, they stay eatin' good

Droppin' wage livin' good

Holdin' steel Glocks, but you been a bitch, 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 screamin', "Bitch, 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'ma hit you with that .45, bullet hit yo neck round the bow tie

Lookin' like a thriller, film a b***h

I'ma go right back with the clip and I know you be shakin'

Don't test me or I might just click at yo noggin

Man, I don't give a f**k about a mothaf**kin' po

I'ma pull up with that stick and hit yo' motherf**kin' do'

Man, I don't give a f**k about a mothaf**kin' po

I'ma pull up with that stick and hit yo' motherf**kin' do', yeah