I'mma fuck around and start a riot
Fuck them niggas who don't like it
Told that bitch she gon have to keep it private
Two hundred thousand on a private
I don't know what they want from me
But niggas should know not to fuck wit me
You know wassup with me
I could walk around in your hood comfortably
I'm not with no fuckery
Trynna put me in a grave I feel like a slave they ain't got no love for me
I heard niggas in my hood feel some type a way they thinking about touching me
I treat these niggas like rats put food on the trap make all of em come to me
She let me fuck from the back she make that shit clap I love when she run from me
I treat my pistol like smut I fill up the clip
And she pick whoever she like
Couple killers in the cut let them hold the grip
They pick out whoever they like
I'll let you pick out your casket nigga
Hundred thousand in the stash don't know who I am
Then you better ask a nigga cuz shit can get nasty nigga
Hundred racks in my jeans I got a reason to sag yall niggas just stirring the pot
Word on the street they put your dawg in a bag and y'all niggas still on the block
Better invest in a chop cuz you can be next to get shot
Fuck around go to war with the cops ain't trynna get killed on the spot
I'mma fuck around and start a riot
Fuck them niggas who don't like it
Told that bitch she gon have to keep it private
Two hundred thousand on a private
I don't know what they want from me
But niggas should know not to fuck wit me
You know wassup with me
I could walk around in your hood comfortably
Imma fuck around and start a riot
Fuck them niggas who don't like it
Told that bitch she gon have to keep it private
Two hundred thousand on a private
I don't know what they want from me
But niggas should know not to fuck wit me
You know wassup with me
I could walk around in your hood comfortably