(Al Geno on the track)

Bub came home and you knowin' how he play it

Now it's time for the yeah with the yeah

Shorty knowin' I don't want no ass

She been actin' real bad like she scared for to pull up with the head

I been on the corner all night posted up with the dope boys

Know that they hustle whenever you sleep

One thirty-two, only added a sleeve

I put the rental key under the seat

Already know that I'm in the streets

Toyota, Key in this bitch clutchin' bad

He go to sleep if you come with a bag

Whoever we leave, they gon' come with a tag

Whole lot of dogs, we done started a kennel

Laboratory, they do not get the riddles

Quan9, don't forget to believe it

My daddy still plugged with that yeah in the trenches

Pull up in Bentleys with necklace, that's tennis

Upgraded my fit on the top of these little bitty bitches

Parked in the socket at the house, I'm sittin' on confinement

Try it, I let off the Glock at these ****

I got some bitches and slimes with me

I got that pack and the strap and some millions

I got the hood and they with the activity

Standin' on somethin', it's called slime allegiance

I mix that Gucci on top the Chanel

I'm in this bitch kickin' shit like a player

Three make the hoe go and drive to the sale

VVS diamonds, I buy 'em, then lay 'em

Time to pour up, so we stop at the Shell

Inside of the city, leave 'em dead where he live

I'm on location, they plan for to get me

She gon' check out the scene after somebody killed

She know tonight the time of her life

And I know they might try to take my life

We ain't livin' right, there's nothin' I could say

It's a cold, bloody war inside Baton Rouge

Ain't nobody safe

It's a war

No, nobody left through the night, ooh

Poppin' this shit and we leavin' 'em dead

We be poppin' this shit, we be poppin' this shit

When they try

We go to war, put it all on the line

Know we get to it, every one of us slime

Pray, then do it, hope not one of us die

Stackin' that money, but know we gon' get to them bodies

Every month, know somebody done got it

Herm set the play, then he side it

I hit the bitch in this pocket, I'm makin' 'em vomit

Red flag, tie 'em 'round my chopper

I'm in the back of the double R with it on side me

New York, I'm fuckin' with dog and we talkin' 'bout C notes

I see 'em and approach, it's my 'migo

That money keep callin', we up in the B though

Shootout inside of the day, then we leave

Duckin' from police, I'm buggin' off codeine with a strap and a whole lot of racks in my jeans

Get VPN for to fuck up the traffic, for to make sure it ain't no location on me

My education, it come out the street

Flooded the bases, they here to see me

I mix that Gucci on top the Chanel

I'm in this bitch kickin' shit like a player

Three make the hoe go and drive to the sale

VVS diamonds, them VVS diamonds

Time to pour up, so we stop at the Shell

Inside of the city, leave 'em dead where he live

I'm on location, they plan for to get me

She gon' check out the scene after somebody killed

It's a war

No, nobody left through the night, ooh

Poppin' this shit and we leavin' 'em dead

We be poppin' this shit, we be poppin' this shit

When they try

We go to war, put it all on the line

Know we get to it, every one of us slime

Pray, then do it, hope not one of us die