[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 knockinMutha 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 laughinBut I ain't havin' it

The gas pedal I be mashinTo 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 mistakinCuz these other niggas fakinLike 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 blastinAnd hatin' on a nigga

Cuz they hate to see me have shit



[Chorus x2]