Outro

I just call my homie and he say he gotta lick

He say he know a pussy nigga with a hundred bricks

So we gon’ ride up on ‘em, slide up on ‘em with ‘em sticks

Finn to pop up at his crib like a fuckin’ madded trip

Hocus pocus

To the safe like you ace nigga open, focus

But this ain’t hoe the niggas ride like a locomotive

Where the cash at? Show me where the stash at

Before I leave the 40 E.E. ah and leave that ass flat

Pussy ass niggas, man it’s tax season

Make ‘em move and it’s motherfuckin’ Mac squeezin’

Act decent ‘bout them hollows or your back leakin’

Niggas searchin’ for the coco like we crack fiennin’

I got a hundred killaz in my team

Young niggas gettin’ greezier than Vaseline

Had a dream, I’mma chase it with this Mac machine

Put a nigga on the cover of a magazine

Home invasion, news paper got a man down

Hold these nigga legs, I’mma tie his hands down

Let him chase it just to know that we ain’t playin’ ‘round

Ain’t gotta get u on your knees, nigga hit it down

Buck up, you fuckin’ with a shotter

I’m bringin’ 2 Pac 9,bitchin’ as Erata

I got the Hoo Wak chain, get it from her momma

And we gon’ flush everything at them boys, get behind us

Cuz we ain’t comin’ home, I’m in another zone

Ride with my dogs, we just want another ball

I got another lick so I got enough chrome

I ain’t gettin’ tun money, nigga this is something wrong