Ayy, ayy, what you got goin' on, man? Yo, n***a, pass, make it stay I got a lil' b***h from the hood, I call her gang She don't play with that bae s*** I be f***ing this NBA, n***a, b***h You know I ain't never gon' say s*** New contract, big like I play ball Lil' boy ain't nothin' to play with I told her, pull up, she told me she can't Her n***a be sharing location I was ridin' in the Ghost with a ghost gun Seen you ride with your kids, so you're the one Had my man in the can while you takin' out the trash You gon' pop with the mat, like, don't run Big boy up here, they all get high You ever had a foursome? It's too much cash for me to hide I had to get a lil' bro somethin' I f*** around from time to time I don't show no emotion But when he died, he had them racks He had to make a go for him I hang with the healers who trained the killers Who sent all the n****s on slow run I got me a check and I brought me a cat And I went on the block and they done done it So I hang with all the murderers I'm paying all the lawyers for the murderers I'm putting all my nuts on the murderers You don't wanna see me with the murderers Yeah, world's worst swervin' Famous b**** curvin' Seen you out in traffic You was lookin' nervous Ran it up on accident They thought it was on purpose I know for a fact I'm blastin' mine I never get too worried 100 racks ain't 100 Stick like cursive, I been sellin' verses One time I let her sound my song I ain't gon' buy no birdie Homicide on my mind when I slide I ain't tryna see no herpes He ain't even die by the gun Took a fake pill, n***a died on purpose Sure look painful Pussy was revy, go get her some brazy My diamond be here like we in the verse And we stickin' together this shit in the case And we fuck it with that girl I just left the jeweler with baby Put two in the race We go to Atlanta, the cop ain't caught me Bad lil' b****es all on me Way too ranked up, ain't no smoke on me She wanna go to the mall Got up and went to the pop-up And Louis and Toya ordered it all I'm in this b**** with the voice in the head All these n****s with sweaters ain't goin' this hard I'm from the P, that's K All these n****s know me, I ain't with All the murderers And all the lawyers for the murderer I'm puttin' all my ass on a murderer You don't wanna see me with the murderer Jigga, Jigga, Jigga, Jigga, Jigga, Jigga, Jigga, Jigga Murderer If I hang with all the murderers