[Intro]
Them n***as get the fuck down
Right motherfuckin' now
Told me to get the fuck down
Right motherfuckin' now

[Refrain]
Pull up in a car that's 'bout my size (My size)
I get the ass like a car ride, yeah (Skrr)
She taller than me and got nice thighs (Woo, woo, woo)
I bend her over to my size (Yeah)
My drug dealer said that the price right (Nah)
Now it's no more Mr. Nice Guy (Yeah)
I set that boy up about four times (Tay Keith, fuck these n***as up!)
I hit the man with the clothes line (Aight let's go)

[Interlude]
Yeah, hold on, yeah, No Chorus 12
12, 12, 12, fuck 12, n***a
Man, the bitch ran up, came in my house took all my shit
N***a, I got one motherfucker, but guess what now, bitch?
Fuck 'em, bitch, hmm (Yeah, ayy)

[Verse 1]
Fuck 12, all my n***as just duck 12
Twelve gauge make a n***a taste buck shells (Facts)
Three times four, n***a that's twelve (Twelve)
I can't trust these n***as they singing like Maxwell (Oh)
Back in them days I had me a Nextel
Fucked on your bitch in a neck well (Well)
When you get the green without a yard sale
They sayin' you move weight like barbell, that's deep (That's on my momma)
Smokin' on gas OG (Gas)
Three for the ten, buyin' ass n***a you too cheap (Cheap)
They said they didn't want me in Memphis in May
Well, I'm in this bitch, I got Drake in the Jeep (Facts)
No cap, I got Drake in the Jeep (Drake)
He like to ride under my seat
I got a bitch named Keiana, she work at Le Bouhner, she go get my money for me (Ayy)
I heard the opps talkin' everyday, but it feels like these n***as runnin' from me
Yesterday, I spent 'bout two hundred K, n***a like it was nothin' to me (Yeah)
I count that money to sleep (Yeah)
Let's load up them Glocks and have fun for a week (Yeah, yeah)
That bitch got ass it's petite (Woo)
I don't know I'm a Crip, so you know I'm a C (Crip)
[Refran]
Pull up in a car that's 'bout my size (Skrr, skrr)
I get the ass like a car ride (Yeah)
She taller than me and got nice thighs (Uh)
I bend her over to my size (Yeah, that's on my momma)
My drug dealer said that the price right
Now it's no more Mr. Nice Guy (Yeah)
I set that boy up about four times (Uh)
I hit the man with the clothes line (Line, line)

[Verse 2]
All this fooey ass, Louis, Burberry and Gucci, lil' n***a, your clothes lyin' (Lyin', lyin')
I hit your bitch from the back and I smack on her booty, now that means your ho mine (That's mine)
He got a fresh fade from Matt Bands, put a hole in his head he got no line (Woah)
He got a scholarship from St. France, add another one now he got no mind (Fool)
Don't shake hands with the opps, bitch we ain't with the partnerships
Nine to his head he could die this year (Yeah)
I'm on a yacht with a n***a named Andre, you could say this Igoudala-ship (Facts)
I need a bitch that look some like Beyoncé, but she gotta have Rihanna hips (Skrr)
I'm 'bout that action, no verb, I say just one word and you'll see a hundred crips (Ooh woo)
I'm a blue Benjamin and you a Jefferson (A Jefferson)
I got so many bitches, can run a marathon (A marathon)
Quit all that Instagram cappin', you don't really carry guns (You lackin')
And that lil' ho that you lovin', that's the bitch we sharin' on (N***a)
Late-night creep (Creep)
I been searchin' for 'em for a week (Yeah, yeah)
I found his ID (ID)
I'ma kill that n***a where he sleep (Yeah, yeah)
This an IG (Woah)
Bitch, I be thuggin' hard in the skreets (The skreets)
I saw a young n***a loose his heart in the skreet
The n***a shot your n***a in the car, that was me (That was me, that was me)
Search for 'bout five days (Five days)
Shoot with two hands not sideways (Raah)
You on that gun play
Doo-doo, doo-doo, what that gun say
Leave a man dead in his driveway (Uh)
Mean muggin', the shit this that I play (I play)
Up on him first, that's what I say (I say)
Can't let today be my die day (Die day)
Hop off the porch with that Glock like it's Friday (Friday)
Nah I ain't Craig
I'm walkin' around this bitch like I'm Deebo (Deebo)
I'ma put the gun to his head, make him get low (Get low)
They gas a n***a up at the Citgo
A n***a got the ups 'cause the truck that we got is a rental (Skrr)
.30 on me, hangin' out long like a limo
Fuck your baby daddy and his weak ass demo (Fuck him)
Call up the plug and tell him to send more (I need that shit now, n***a)
Crips on the left side (Yeah), Bloods on the right side (Yeah)
These n***as hoes, they play in the middle, but we know them bitches ain't gon' ride (Facts)
I got a bitch, she straight out the West, but I'm 'bout to show her the Eastside (Eastside, bitch)
Gang unit constantly askin' these questionsm but I can not show y'all my C side (No talkin')
I plead the fifth, but I'm three quiet (Yep), fuck wrong with these guys? (Yep)
I keep the strap in my car when I go to court, police see me, I throw peace signs (Peace)
A lot of opp n***as sayin' they gon' get rich, well, lil' bitch, just keep tryin' (Tryin')
Why the opps n***as be up on bitch shit? I don't know why them bitches keep dyin', on Crip
[Outro]
Them n***as get the fuck down
Right motherfuckin' now
Told me to get the fuck down
Right motherfuckin' now
Ha, ha-ha
You know what I'm sayin'
That's why them bitches keep dyin', that's right