You niggas in trouble You niggas in trouble You niggas in trouble Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed Uh, ooh, count up the dead Fresh out, out of the bed Count up the dead, bow, bow We heard what you said, we heard what you said If I wasn't trappin', I'd be wrappin' up them bundles If I wasn't rappin', I'd be trappin' out the condos Nah, for real, no cap, my money long like anacondas Nah, for real, no cap, I keep a set like Sabaton If you think about runnin' with that, then you in trouble If you think about runnin' with that, then you in trouble You niggas in trouble You niggas in trouble Nah, for real, no cap, my money long like anacondas You niggas in trouble You niggas in trouble If you think about runnin' with that, then you in trouble Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed Uh, ooh, count up the dead Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed Uh, ooh, count up the dead Gang bang, slang, can't hell run Half a ton, purple haze, can't run Plays off a Samsung, gettin' the job done If I go jog at night, call it a mile run You know what I did last night? Cause I gave her all one You niggas in trouble Right chain by the double Got dangs by the double Do everything but caught him You niggas in trouble You niggas in trouble Nah, for real, no cap, my money long like anacondas You niggas in trouble You niggas in trouble If you think about runnin' with that, then you in trouble Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed Uh, ooh, count up the dead Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed Uh, ooh, count up the dead Gang bang, slang, can't run Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed Uh, ooh, count up the dead Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed Uh, ooh, count up the dead Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed Uh, ooh, count up the dead Pop out the bed and I'm countin' them faces I jump out the whip and them bitches start faintin' Those twenties or fifties, yeah, Benjamin Franklin Black on lock, I'm in Kurt Angle I keep the bag on my brother, my partner Don't fuck with no strangers, they tryna get famous I put the hood on my back when these niggas couldn't do nothin' But love it when niggas still hatin' Know they ain't real, but these niggas gone fakin' If they got a problem, my nigga come straightenin' Niggas debatin', they hatin', they plottin', they waitin' They want my ice till I come takin' Happy for ten minutes, I couldn't make it Now I'm doin' shows out of state and the nation Mama told me I gotta stay humble But don't be too ready, you gotta have patience Droppin' them bangles, bangles, bangles Double cup stuffed from Texas Ranger One in the chamber, I shoot a hundred, ride cool like Will Chamberlain Go to the top and I'm gon' bring the gang in Bitch, do anything to get famous My wrist, cut me a brick in this Frenchie I'm rich, but I did not let it change Statistics say that you niggas ain't gangsta You niggas in trouble You niggas in trouble Now for real though, kept my money long like Anaconda You niggas in trouble You niggas in trouble You niggas in trouble If you think a cop run in with that, then you in trouble