I ain't got nowhere to go, I shot up everywhere they was Yeah, you know who took that shit from you, come get it back in blood Bitch, come get it back in blood We ain't mask up, no Dodge Rex, niggas know who it was It's throwing shit just like the 80s, want something back, get it in blood Yeah, you know who took that shit from you, come get it back in blood If your nigga killer ain't there, you sure I know R.I.P. shirt We had 300 shots up in the car before we picked up dirt Niggas who ain't got shit going, go grab a Glizzy, get alert Shots to G-Post, R.I.P. Averies in here in the thermos You gotta know I go too far These two O's up on this hunnid, one of them might stand for O'Block About 20-some shots left up in the K, 15 still in the Glock Leave my door unlocked and stop, I like getting on feet, park the car We get no clothes, do them dirty, I ain't showing love 11,000 all in ones, left my right pocket in the club These blue faces up on me dirty, I went and got it out the mud If I took something, get it in blood, I don't give a fuck where we was Bitch, I got my own, if I don't need security in the club All that wolfing on the neck, nigga, I thought you was a thug I ain't got nowhere to go, I shot up everywhere they was Yeah, you know who took that shit from you, come get it back in blood Bitch, come get it back in blood We ain't mask up, no dodging, these niggas know who it was It's throwing shit just like the 80s Once I'm back, get it in blood Yeah, you know who took that shit from you, come get it back in blood Kill your mans, you keep on talking, better get that shit in blood Give my shorty and them a dub, then they gon' walk inside the club Hit his lil' ass with that switch, I bet that switch would chop his nerve Fuck the opps that sell my city, lil' bro, put them in the book You can't come back to your hood, huh? No, he was dissing on my cousin, now his ass all in that wood, huh? Book his ass, I wish he would come V-Roy pop up out that car with that new Glock, I wish he would run His ass playing, bitch, I'm really icy Pooh Shiesty, that's my dawg But Pooh, you know I'm really shiesty You told all them O.T. niggas that you really sly, pussy Tell the truth about your game, bitch, they really thang, yeah Bitch, I got my own fight, don't need security in the club All that wolfing on the neck, nigga, I thought you was a thug And I ain't got nowhere to go, I shot up everywhere they was, yeah You know who took that shit from you, come get it back in blood Bitch, come get it back in blood We ain't mask up, no dog tracks, niggas know who it was And storing shit just like the 80s, want some back, get it in blood Yeah, you know who took that shit from you, come get it back in blood Bitch, come get it back in blood