Put Ya Lyfe On It Nems & OT the Real

[Verse 1: Nems]
We don't like talkin' to strangers
Doors off, I'll rip you out that bum ass Wrangler
Coney Island, watch the mayor work
Open my Rollie box
The only time you'll see my name on paperwork
I did a punk-ass one to four
Came home, pumpin' raw
Run in the crib like fuck a door
My right hook'll probably slump your jaw
Condoms in my pocket, but I still fucked her raw
You know the vibes
They switch sides, but I'm not surprised (Never)
'Cause I never asked for help when it's time to ride
I watched my friends die, became dead inside
So you can swallow these bullets or swallow your pride
In my ride, I got merch and a semi-automatic
And I stay by my product like a bag of Blue Magic
So keep your punk-ass in the house, rookie
Before I smack a pint of lean out your mouth, pussy

[Chorus: OT The Real]
If you stayin' on somethin', you put your life on it
You don't ever get to think twice on it
Freedom on the line, roll the dice on it
Everything in life got a price on it