Don't worry 'bout it (Hmm)

Don't worry 'bout it (Hmm)

Hit they block, cut the traction off, make sure we don't spin out (Let me shake somethin')

Matter fact, soon as we hit the corner, ****, let me get out

**** actin' like he Baby Boy, lackin' at his bitch crib (Don't worry 'bout it)

Finna throw these .223s all through his windshield

You can't even shoot, I'm still shootin', that pussy **** been dead (You know)

I tried to send his fuckin' head in there where his bitch is (Tellin' you)

Don't ask me why I'm always thuggin', I'm a ghetto motherfucker (Yeah)

Real street ****, every song, I'm screamin' free my brothers (Free the robbers)

I feel like Boosie, devils get up off me, feel them people on me (Huh?)

If it ain't 'bout money, every time, I'ma change the subject (Tellin' you)

That's your bitch, she a freak, sell pussy and be stuffin'

You ain't certified at all 'cause she don't even give you nothin' (Ham-ass ****)

It's so many new opps, I swear these **** really fans

Only time they wanna see the gang is on the fuckin' 'Gram (Lame-ass ****)

I'm in the streets like Kid and Cudi, day and night, fuck your life (Yeah)

Every time I see an opp, you know I gotta get him right (Tellin' you)

Do or die, it ain't no turnin' back once you in it, right?

It's either make it out this bitch or die or go to prison, right? (Yeah)

Lost so many **** to the streets, I gotta get it right (Tellin' you)

Different breed, lotta pussy **** couldn't even live this life (Tellin' you)

Hit they block, cut the traction off, make sure we don't spin out (Let me shake somethin')

Matter fact, soon as we hit the corner, ****, let me get out (Right here)

**** actin' like he Baby Boy, lackin' at his bitch crib (Don't worry 'bout it)

Finna throw these .223s all through his windshield (Ham-ass ****)

Hit they block, cut the traction off, make sure we don't spin out (Let me shake somethin')

Matter fact, soon as we hit the corner, ****, let me get out (Right here)

**** actin' like he Baby Boy, lackin' at his bitch crib (What up?)

Finna throw these .223s all through his windshield

I can't even lie, knew I was different breed before I said it (Tellin' you)

**** actin' like they certified, tell 'em don't forget it (Don't worry 'bout it)

When we see them **** out in traffic, we gon' see who with it (Don't worry 'bout it)

**** cliquin' up with ****, yop, actin' like some prostitutes (Faggot-ass ****)

Better not speak on Ghetto Baby, know that's what they better do (Yeah)

I'm tellin' you, can't no **** bleed like I bleed (Yeah)

Bitch, we in a different league, don't give a fuck about no cheese

**** think that make them certified, think that make them 'bout it, 'bout it (Oh yeah?)

Ask around, before I had a dollar, bitch, I had the power (Tellin' you)

**** sick as hell I just won't die, look at 'em lookin' sour (Hah)

Overtime, drop a **** quick like, "Bitch, don't worry 'bout it" (Don't worry 'bout it)

Overtime, drop a **** quick like, "Bitch, don't worry 'bout it" (Don't worry 'bout it)

Hit they block, cut the traction off, make sure we don't spin out (Let me shake somethin')

Matter fact, soon as we hit the corner, ****, let me get out (Right here)

**** actin' like he Baby Boy, lackin' at his bitch crib (Don't worry 'bout it)

Finna throw these .223s all through his windshield (Ham-ass ****)

Hit they block, cut the traction off, make sure we don't spin out

Matter fact, soon as we hit the corner, ****, let me get out (I'm tellin' you)

**** actin' like he Baby Boy, lackin' at his bitch crib (Huh?)

Finna throw these .223s all through his windshield (Duh, ****)