作词 : Darius Tanksley/Andrew Rogers/Neal Marino
 作曲 : Darius Tanksley/Andrew Rogers/Neal Marino
 Yeah
 On the block with my mans, tote the Glock in my pants
 Throw the rock with my hands, throwing shots, it go blam (Uhh)
 Tell that ***** "When I **** you, don't pull on my braids"
 Tell my ex "suck a ****," hope that smut die from AIDS
 And my lil’ ***** gave me brain and I ***** on her face
 Got my mask and my gloves so I won't leave a trace
 Caught a charge from my grip and I still beat the case (What? What?)
 And I beat on my chest, you could see that I'm ape
 It’s ABG, I bust out .83 and make 'em hula hoop
 Who is you? Opps walk past me like they don't know who to shoot
 Trap be jumping like a frog, I'm with my dog like Scooby Doo
 Bought my Lucky Charm, but the diamonds look like Fruity Loops
 Like who is who? I bust up out the coupe, I might just shoot at you
 He acting tough, I might just have to show him what that Ruger do
 And I'm shooting like the magic, show 'em what that voodoo do
 I'm pulling up with that (*gun ******), it go doo doo doo (Blat!)
 Pull up we bustin', not for discussion
 We play with drums like shit is percussion
 Stay with the hammer like this is construction
 Drink too much Henny, might shoot up the function
 Not with the cuffin’, I only want ****in’
 Sipping this D'Usse, I might just start dumping
 Take down the plug, and now he got nothing
 Trap steady booming, they got my phone jumping
 Niggas they see me and start Forrest Gumping
 Stay talking hot but I know they be bluffing
 (Niggas they see me and start Forrest Gumping
 Stay talking hot but I know they be bluffing)