Lyrics
(RJ always trippin', man, RJ always trippin', man)
**** tried to set me up, I had the oop-juke (Out of there)
I got low grab, stick, and blew it, what would you do?
Caught him at the light, headed him to the seat like voodoo
**** shot at me, his brother end up dyin' (Bad juju)
Got a couple real real opps, couple beefin' with they self
That's a suicide pack, don't go in there and everybody deaf
**** must be special ed, they gon' need a lil' help
Fare warning, secondhand smoke ain't good for y'all health
Last **** shit I took made a diss, I'm confused, though
Whoever wrote that shit must've made a typo
You the one that got stripped naked like a freak ho
You the one that got a loan from me, how am I broke? (Lame)
You the one that moved to Atlanta with a rap bitch (Cornball)
Freaky-ass **** tellin' hoes he want his ass licked (Yeah)
You should be in Kroger deep freezer with that ham shit
You knew where I stay, why have I yet to get my ass whipped? (For real)
Don't even answer that, I know why
Snapped him, turned him into Captain Underpants, ha-ha-ha
You the one was coppin' pleas from Boom, but I don't know why (Why?)
Found you one of you dead, you'd be on our mode, you was gon' die
I'm his nephew step-daddy, **** know where I be at
But **** ain't said shit to me 'cause **** know they ass get smacked
You gon' hear this and go live, but I bet he ain't gon' get back (Come on)
I ain't givin' out free clout, why would I tag that **** back?
Rose stripped you on camera, you should leave that man alone
Said you ran off with a thousand, should've paid him what you owe
If don't nobody kill me after this, then **** hoes
This my last time speakin' on this shit, it's gettin' bold
Rose stripped you on camera, you should leave that man alone (Come on, now)
Said you ran off with a thousand, should've paid him what you owe
If don't nobody kill me after this, then **** hoes (These **** hoes)
This my last time speakin' on this shit, it's gettin' bold (You know these **** bold)
Off that Don, it get down
Where it's at? It's on the ground
Only time we have a problem when your ho ass come around
Under pressure, I don't drown, swim back up, I'm safe and sound
Better get down on the floor
If you hear that cock back sound, that's the gang
We won't change, we want names, step on lames
On my mama, I won't change
I'll forever stay the same
Where you hang? What you claim? Tuck it in if you don't bang
We go crazy
(All black Gucci boots, I'm somethin' like the Navy)
And nah, you can't come around us, we too wavy (We too wavy)
Actin' like you really tryna cop, Patrick Swayze
Started off in Milli basement, now I'm gettin' it on the daily
Eatin' shrimp, I'm on Live like Tia Kemp
Get a **** family drenched, I can make your girl strip
I'm on tip, you can't duck this big four nick', you get flipped
I'll tie my shoes up before these hoes make me trip
On my mama
**** scam they own fans, this shit had to get exposed
Plus everybody in the city know that **** told
If don't nobody kill me after this, then **** hoes
Bad karma, he ain't even got no legs, it's gettin' bold
**** scam they own fans, this shit had to get exposed
If don't nobody kill me after this, then **** hoes
Written by: Derrick Tyler, Devon Willis