(Verse)
Fuck with trees you get the raisin choppers
I blood hit 'em, he won't even make it to the doctor
I'm from the gangbang capital
Two T's with the P, show you really with this Mac'll do
Click clack, make a passage through
Toe-tag, I'm like a rifle dude
Me and YG actin' a ass, swervin' the avenue
And me and the homies will bust yo head ova these capitals
And me with no money, I'll slice yo neck like Shotta Max'll do
Muthafuckas wanna act loco
Hit 'em with numerous shots from the 4-4
Hop out of the 4-door with a slow pro
Hit a nigga with one eye closed
Hit him in his polo
The game 4 more
The touch of a dep 5-o
Chinder a protag in yo whole waggon
You wanna gamble? We can let dice roll
Boyo on some rap shit
Hella hella slow like activist
And I don't need no change, it's the Malkovich
The four fever on me, boy, you can say I'm rich
Boy, you piss poor without that bitch
Lyin' on the hood, blood, you won't flock shit
(Like ? it ain't my business tho)
So I'mma big back and sip this Henny tho
Word on the streets, I'm sum' somethin'
I be like yeah, tell em keep em comin'
(Cuz I ain't really with the she say he say)
Nigga, I'm really with the gunplay
Fuck with trees and get the sqeezin', hoe
I be like damn, go and kill it, bro
You knew I knew his momma
But shit, you know I'm with the drama
But fuck, can't let nobody talk like that
Them niggas fuck, hmm hmm, so he can walk like that
I ain't lookin' fo' yo respect, the streets identify
I'm 400 in the flesh, yo whole life alive
You bitch ass nigga!
But I'mmonna shoot the homie out
Watch 400, 20 hood, Dj Mustard
Nah w' I'm sayn? Ty Dolla $ign, stay 100
Washappenin' nigga, ring riches, nigga