Pi’erre Bourne
One Dolla
[Intro]
Yo, yo Pi'erre, you wanna come out?
Uh, okay, okay
For real, okay
Yeah

[Verse]
Okay, your pack just landed, they calling me a crash dummy
Wrap this fucking n***a like a mummy dummy, yeah
Yeah, okay, yeah, okay, yeah, okay, yeah, okay
Licks on tops of licks, moves on top of moves
Juggs on top of juggs, n***a just bring them tools
Tools on top of tools, yeah jugg, gotta wipe him out
We gon' wipe them out, we gon' X them out
He ain't what we on, they ain't what we on, gang gang
I be on some gang, you ain't gang, you is lame
Fuck you think? Fuck you gang
Cross you out, give a fuck 'bout your stain (Fuck your stain)
Real big homie, fuck big homie, no big homie
Gang members only, PDE only
Y'all n***as ain't gang, fuck you homie
Shootin up that, gotta take that, run off with dat
N***as ain't with that, take off your pack
N***a you a bitch n***a, turn into a rat
Yeah go splat this, go splat that, rat-a-tat-tat
Fully automatic Glock in my hoodie
Stick in my bag, where them n***as at? (Where he at?)
I'm with this, you ain't with that
I'm bout that, you ain't bout this
You ain't bout that, pull this grip on you, bouta bust your ass
Yeah, I got the .30, he got the .30, everybody 730
I'm so blood, he so bloody he's so blood, still cross out bloods, still cross out Bloods
(Still cross out Bloods)
I'm so slimy, slime so grimey
I be crossing n***as out
Same n***a tryna hang around my house
Damn I can't help it, yeah
Giving these n***as the blues
N***a, I been in these streets
Just been putting n***as really on the news
Back in the days don't wanna hear about it
All these n***as really talk about
N***a really really live about it
N***a I really been about it
N***a better ask somebody
N***a better know somebody
N***a I kill somebody
N***a been itching for a body
Lately I been going crazy (Cray)
Thinking I be thinking crazy (Cray)
N***a I been thinking crazy (Cray)
N***a I been thinking shady
N***a I don't know what I'm thinking, I don't
I don't know what I'm thinking, oh
Late nights I be clutching homie
I don't really trust nobody
I don't really fuck with nobody
Really don't hang with nobody
You know me I'm a loner, yeah
Tryna catch your bitch I'ma bone her
Blowing big blunts I'm a stoner
When it get done motherfucker I'm a loner (Loner)
Hell yeah that bitch
I just be passing these bitches
I don't be cuffing these bitches
I just be fucking all these bitches
I just be giving hoe the stitches
I just be cutting bitches out