I get so much bread, bitch can't even count it all

I got issues with that ****, we gon' find him dawg

I got issues with his homie, we gon' get him gone

Fuck this shit, I buy a DVD, I watch it with your hoe

Clean my dick, I told her eat the meat like chicken from the store

Yeah, these bullets fuckin' fry him like I left them on the stove

He been talkin' hot, I put a heat detector on the scope

Said he wanna hang with us, then little **** get a rope

We been gettin' hella pollo, bitch I'm feelin' like I'm los

Yeah, my brother stay with Tommys, we gon' turn him to a ghost

Said it get hot in the summer, but my ice gon' make it cold

Two hoes scissoring, I'm gettin' paper, call me Gon

We gon' blow heat like a sauna, I'ma melt that **** dome

And my shooter don't got a heart, but he stay with the chrome

He want war with me like Athens, I'ma take his bitch to Rome

Uh ha yuh yuh yuh, imma take his bitch to rome

What? what? what? what? imma take his bitch to rome

What? what? what? what? what? boutta take his bitch to rome