(Ooh, it's BlueStrip, baby)

You a lover boy, huh? Get the fuck on

I don't fuck with fuck ****, lil' broke boy

You the type to tell soon as they put the cuffs on you

That's why you see me out here steppin' by my damn lonely

I don't know who tellin', somebody put the feds on me

And I heard somebody close tryna backdoor me

So don't ask me why I'm muggin' with this strap on me

Third felony, I ain't scared to go back either

Heard **** want me dead, tell 'em come on, come and see me

That's the only thing be on my mind is me leavin' ****

God, grab the wheel, I'm tryna stay peaceful, ****

I know you see me tweakin' hard, that's them demons, ****

I gotta get 'em, I can't let these **** get me, ****

Before I die, you already know it's in me, huh?

Reminiscin' 'bout them days, locked in the 'spital now

Cords all in a **** body, I'm tryna pull it out

Blood all in a **** bed, fuck done happened now?

Fuck around and felt my jaw, fuck around and lost it all

(Fuck around and felt my jaw, fuck around and lost it all)

I don't even know what to say to ****, man

Pull through my hood, **** be like, "Yo, what up?"

I be like, man, fuck outta here, I ain't talkin' to this ****

What the fuck am I talkin' to this **** for? You know what my grandfather told me?

You only get as far as the motherfuckers you talk to for no reason

You'll be successful as the motherfuckers that you talk to for no reason

What I mean is

You ain't talkin' 'bout no money, you ain't tryna get none?

It's okay, I'm finna treat you like I'm Big Worm

Soon as you try to run off, you gon' get your shit burned

Bullets big as hell, they get to shootin' out like shit turd

Real street ****, yop, yop, I'm on my uh-huh

We ain't gon' talk about it, yop, we ain't gon' play too much

Bitch say, "What's wrong with your hands?" I got paper cuts

I ain't worried 'bout a damn thing, I got paper tucked

Let them **** do the hatin', you know I don't hate on nothin'

Let them **** do the waitin', you know I don't wait on nothin'

Soon as a **** say it's on the floor, you know Ghetto comin' smoke his ass like this Backwood, leave him in the jungle

See, now I'm tryin' real hard with you motherfuckers

Try to understand me

This lil' kid right here?

I'ma count to three and then I'ma blow his lil' head off, okay?

One (That's enough, let's go)

Two

Where's the money?

Let's go, let's go

Boom

I said let's go

Oh, baby, come on, how you gon' do this shit right now?

I told you don't shoot nobody, the first thing you do when we walk in this motherfucker is shoot somebody

'Cause that's what I do

I kill motherfuckers, you know that