[Verse]
Chop your hair like cerebellum, all my n***as triple selling
When they selling on your block, 2-11, fuck the cops
We bringing back that crack rock, whip my wrist all in that pot
Sipping on that straight drop, so seal, no deal
All my n***as trap hard, man, we do this shit for real
And you snow I'm born to kill, I'm like, bitch [?]
Got my pistol if you square, I don't fuck with no rats
And you snow my n***as here, and I ain't talking shit
We be on that fly shit, get high shit, bitch, get lit
I don't want the pussy, bitch, so come and suck this dick
She gargle it, she barble it, she swallow all my fucking kids
Gee wiz, I'm smoking dope, bitch, backwoods to the face
You can't hit this shit [?] I can't feel my face
I'm on another planet, bitch, I'm somewhere outer space
Pull off in that R8, young n***a finna skate
Got a few tricks up my sleeve, I can make your nose bleed
Got that shit for the low, lil' bitch, what the fuck you need?
I don't be out on no corners if I don't got my heat
Can't be lacking in the streets, my n***as blasting if it's beef
If you want war then we coming with the whole army
Goth Money is a army, better yet, just some young n***as
We in this shit for real, so don't be no dumb n***a
You better catch up, n***a, 'fore we fuck shit up, n***a
Tear the club up, n***a, we some young thug n***as
We don't give a fuck, n***a, we'll shoot you up, n***a
I'm in the cut with 17, he just scored like twenty-three
Fourth quarter clutch, and we just took the fucking lead
We ain't playing with you suckas, take your supper if I'm hungry
I'm geeked, I'm feeling nerdy, I need more money
These n***as are some bitches, tryna plot on me
Gotta watch my damn back, can't trust nobody
It's snakes in the grass, man, motherfuck this industry
Feeling like B.G., talk money when I speak
Fourteen carats on my teeth, need like fourteen for a feat
Need like a mil' so I can eat, and get my n***as on they feet
Goth Money, So Icy Goth Boys, can't be defeated