Fuck it, put his shooter up, then catch him at a funeral

Booted, I don't know who to bust

Club T'd up, tweakin' on a Tuesday

Last night, I was geeked up as the fuck, I woke up moody

One thing I know, that Lil' Yak gon' do it

Two things for sure, y'all know that he gon' shoot it

One thing I know, that Lil' Yak gon' do it (Do it)

Two things for sure, y'all know that he gon' shoot it (Yeah)

Club T'd up, tweakin' on a Tuesday

Last night, I was geeked up as the fuck, I woke up moody

Project baby, I'm bad as fuck, ****, Stewie

Run up, I post on the ugly corner, sell a QT

Uh, fuck it, put his shooter up, then catch him at a funeral

I'm the type to boot up, whack a stupid boy, we do this stuff

I came home from prison on a mission to get this mula up

I jumped out the can with a plan to run that mula up

Weezy my right-hand man, but he go and stand to the left of me

My neighbor before the bankroll, he stood next to me especially

I gave these **** the sauce, they still ain't happy, they want the recipe

Opps keep gettin' they ass topped, so don't you mess with me

One thing for sure, two things for certain, I'm a real one

I go Percs and smoke and molly, it's been a minute since I built one

I'm finna be Easter fresh, you pregnant, never see a text

Fuck these hoes, I need a whole lotta money, I don't need a bitch

That bitch type, that bitch, that bitch, that bitch, that bitch type straight, that bitch, uh

That bitch, that bitch, that bitch type straight, that bitch, that bitch

That bitch, that, that bitch slight straight (That bitch slight straight)

I'm a lil' turnt-up lil' jit, was lit since MySpace

Just started eatin', already tweakin', now imagine if we at my place

You greedy, you ain't feed, feed more people, just not a slight taste

I'm Kutthroat, but so what, though, Kutthroat but don't mean I'm slimy snake

Uh, fuck it, put his shooter up, then catch him at a funeral

On that fuckin' real, if you tuck your tail, you need a booty plug

Security with me, shooter with me, booted up, they suited up

Oot it up, let's zoot it up, they woot it up and root it up

I got the feeling finna catch a **** slippin', so he hidin' like a ho, that's some more ammo I'm finna put in you

I got a plan, I'ma get my man 'cause I deserve his ass