[Hook: Waka Flocka]

I could hear all them hater's going off

I could hear momma's cryin' at the coffins

If a nigga try me, I'mma off him

I think my phone tapped, so talk with some caution

In the morning, I can get you brown D, I can get you good weed

I can get you tan, I'm talkin' about Alicia Keys

I can get ya mid-grade, talking about a G a P

I can get ya crystal rocks, I'm talkin' about that molly
[Bridge: Waka Flocka]

Boy I love my hood, so it's tatted on my body

These nigga's mad when I pull up in that Rari

I don't like to brag, but they know I got an army

Fuck with me, I send them shooters, put that on Charlie

Automatic going off
[Hook]
[Verse 1]

Back in my county, we movin' like the Gotti's

Flexin' with that ice on, boy you a robbery

I can't talk to you, if it ain't money

Ballin' like I'm Hartfield, J's hit the rock

Get the dancin' to the Dougie, say yo ass a dummie

Got the trap jumpin' the some double dutch

Pussy, get your money up


Fuck with me you double up, triple up

If you ain't getting money, then you fuckin' up

Playin' with my money, then I'm sending red crew after you

I can see your momma cryin' front row at your funeral

Talkin' bout, harming me, you better watch [?]

I'm from the southside, where they bang red and blue
[Hook]
[Verse 2]

If a nigga try me, Rock-a-bye baby

Born in the eighties, the crack era raised me

Imma give em' hell, til these pussy nigga's cage me

Shout out to this microphone and scale, that's what pays me

I'm sucker free, bet a nigga won't look wrong or even fuck with me

BSM, yeah we more than just a company

More, we the Mafia

Pussy boy we droppin' ya

Hollow tip shells got you singing like the opera

Fire your ass up, like them candles during Hanukkah

Drop it then they findin' ya

Wipe your family out like you're the punisher

Push a nigga wig way back, touch his Yarmulke
[Hook]