(Hahaha)

(Ahaha, why-why the hell you laughin' like that? T-This shit real, this shit real life)

Know you fucked my partner, but it's bool, act like I ain't even know

You can't even do shit behind my back, 'cause that shit always show

Young Marc peep up out the cut with sticks and he just let it blow

I'm a slimey bastard, triple cross you, keep it on the low

I can't find no love in ATL I might just move away

Percs in front of my bitch, know it get hard, but I still say I'm straight

If I go down broke, won't be for long, I'll go out and go take

Just smoke you a blunt, you goin' through it, girl we 'gon be okay

I hang around nothin' but killers, I tell him go do it, he do it

**** just tryna lay up, I ain't even trippin' bout the coochie

Hundred round drum on the stick, this shit look like boobies

I can't even beef with none of y'all ****, y'all some fuckin' groupies

I know, I know, I know

I know you a pussy, if I catch you, yo ass ain't 'gon blow

Bitches in the 5 get to trippin', think they all on coke

I slide with my Nike ski, Young Marc never duckin' smoke

Know you fucked my partner, but it's bool, act like I ain't even know

You can't even do shit behind my back, 'cause that shit always show

Young Marc peep up out the cut with sticks and he just let it blow

I'm a slimey bastard, triple cross you, keep it on the low

I can't find no love in ATL I might just move away

Percs in front of my bitch, know it get hard, but I still say I'm straight

If I go down broke, won't be for long, I'll go out and go take

Just smoke you a blunt, we goin' through it, girl you 'gon be okay

(Uh, it 'gon be okay shawty)