[Sherwood Marty & OMB Peezy:] You know that’s that pressure When you make a nigga chill out Pull up screaming fuck ’em Let out shots and then I pull out Damn, let off shots and watch ’em clear out You scared to go home so I be posted at your bitch house Your bitch, watching me like a steakhouse Claim that you my dog but you faked out I been through hard times, I got cake now So I can give a damn what they say now
[TK Kravitz:] I don’t give a damn what a nigga got to say If he ever cross my path I’ma shoot him in his face I came with the gorillas like this Planet of the Apes And most of them niggas killers, they’ll put you in your place Just don’t be stupid, ’cause I got the Uzi The clip hold thirty shots and it shoot like a movie Niggas really tryna clone me, I feel like Gucci Yeah, I’ll set it off like Lil Boosie Catch you leaving from your mama’s way I’ll kill you in the driveway Mom smoking like a fireplace Went to school with a thirty-eight If a nigga want to rob today Then a nigga gon’ die today I ain’t scared to catch a murder case In the field, Trent Holliday
[Sherwood Marty & OMB Peezy:] You know that’s that pressure When you make a nigga chill out Pull up screaming fuck ’em Let out shots and then I pull out Damn, let off shots and watch ’em clear out You scared to go home so I be posted at your bitch house Your bitch, watching me like a steakhouse Claim that you my dog but you faked out I been through hard times, I got cake now So I can give a damn what they say now
[OMB Peezy:] This that pressure, when you make a nigga sit down Murk you with this revolver, got like six rounds You need to do better, you was hot but you ain’t shit now A nigga checking me, man how that shit sound? Get up on my level, all my niggas on that crazy shit We run a check up, none of my dogs on that lazy shit She thought she was gon’ use me but I played the bitch I’m with her whenever I ride with that metal Nobody can save you bitch Look, know a couple niggas’ll ride for me You ain’t my dog, if I die you ain’t gon’ slide for me Look, know a couple niggas’ll ride for me You ain’t my people, if I die you ain’t gon’ ride for me
[Sherwood Marty & OMB Peezy:] You know that’s that pressure When you make a nigga chill out Pull up screaming fuck ’em Let out shots and then I pull out Damn, let off shots and watch ’em clear out You scared to go home so I be posted at your bitch house Your bitch, watching me like a steakhouse Claim that you my dog but you faked out I been through hard times, I got cake now So I can give a damn what they say now