[Maine-O] 
Nigga I'm from the projects 
Now pack my tech 
And I demand respect 
You plan a place and get checked 
And I'll make your t-shirt wet 
See I'm that fed up out the Sco nigga 
A pro nigga 
What you mean that's all you got 
Get your ass on the floor nigga 
Move faster if you have to 
And if you ain't got what I'm knockin' 
Mutha fucka I'ma attempt to get me 
The convo before I go Joe Blow 
I'm robbin' niggas for they doe 
And hittin' the cuts and lay low 
I'll spray your whole block up 
And everybody's gettin' popped up 
Nobody got up 
Because you bitches all got shot up 
Clock up my nina, fuckin' supina'd 
I'm not goin' back to jail 
I'm blastin' niggas to hell 
And if I fail then I'm all in 
But at least wit a piece 
I can release when I'm a star bitch 
Cuz I'm a Northern Cali killa 
Stack, still a cap pilla 
I got dealers stackin' skrilla from jackin' niggas 
[Chorus: x2 Hennessy] 
Niggas rather see me blasted 
I lay dead in the casket 
To see me laughin' 
But I ain't havin' it 
The gas pedal I be mashin' 
To escape the assassin 
Cuz mutha fuckas hate to see me have shit 
[Hennessy] 
It's time to smash the gas pedal 
Openin' off 4-4 barrels 
Wit my strap in my lap 
Cuz these mutha fuckas jealous 
Cuz I drinkin' brews 
Wit my man dressed in blue 
Top notches on my jock 
Tryin' to choose cuz I make it move 
That's why I'm 4 deep 
Drunk off the Olde E 
And if you got beef 
Lets hate banger's to the goatee 
These scandalous ass bitches 
Is just as bad as these niggas 
And niggas could get riches 
So that these bitches could roll in benz's 
My business on the hump, on the down low like R 
Wit my windows smoke tinted 
So you can't see up in my car 
Callin' shots on niggas life's 
Like I'm Jesus Christ and uh 
Thou shall not grind without kickin' in mine 
Cuz time after time they're back 
Game scattered like roaches 
They be victims of my sickness 
Cuz I'm vicious when it's slowly 
I'm the nigga bitch 
And best believe there's no mistakin' 
Cuz these other niggas fakin' 
Like they're makin' what I'm makin' nigga 
[Chorus x2] 
[Taydatay] 
Sort of like a psycho 
Fuck no, a lunatic 
I'm ready to do some dirt 
Because I'm deep up that bullshit, wit 45 
Different ways to express 
These eleven hollow points 
Into yo mutha fuckin' chest 
Who wanna test 
That criminal minded nigga bustin' like a savage 
All for the love of the cabbage 
When I see it, I got to have it 
Fuck a ho, and milk a bitch 
That be the way 
Cuz they hate to see me lavage 
Makin' money, gettin' paid on the regular 
No hesitations for my filla, realla 
Cuz a nigga illa for the skrilla 
Peel yo cap back 
And creep like a mutha fuckin' menace 
And witness as I jack and bounce wit the quickness 
Stack the money in the safe 
Rendezvous wit the click 
Think of Mr. Make-A-Mil 
I'm the mutha fuckin' shit 
It's so drastic 
And keep away from niggas who be blastin' 
And hatin' on a nigga 
Cuz they hate to see me have shit 
[Chorus x2]