12 in the morning Pop shells for a living
And berry gon` smell blood trail every minute
Rogue wave on you niggas no fail when I hit `em
Everytime I see a pig, I don`t hesitate to kill `em
Ain`t nobody give a fuck about a rule
Either get diplomas or a tool
I`mma cool with my youngins
No bool when I`m sprayin` This K at you fuckas
Fuck a gang affiliated with nothing but my name

Man I don`t give a fuck about a mothafuckin` po
I`mma pull up with that stick and hit yo motherfuckin` door
Man I don`t give a fuck about a mothafuckin` po
I`mma pull up with that stick and hit yo motherfuckin` door

People be starving
And people be killing for food
With that crack and that spoon But these rich mothafuckas
they stay eatin` good Droppin` wage livin good

Holdin steel Glocks but you been a bitch suck a thick cock
Fuck a Crip walk hit the strip like in Bangkok
Never ever see me ever trip bout a lil broad
See me on the TV screamin` "bitch you a damn fraud"

And you don`t wanna fuck with a chigga like me
When I pull up in that Maserati, better duck fore ya brain
Splatter on the concrete, I`mma hit you with that 45
Bullet hit yo neck `round the bow tie, lookin` like a thriller Film
bitch I`mma go right back with the clip in I know
You be shakin` don`t test me or I might just click at yo noggin

Man I don`t give a fuck about a mothafuckin` po
I`mma pull up with that stick and hit yo motherfuckin` door
Man I don`t give a fuck about a mothafuckin` po
I`mma pull up with that stick and hit yo motherfuckin` door