[Intro]
(Mustard on the beat, ho)

[Verse 1: YG]
Oh, damn, y'all done fucked up
This beat hittin' like Bruce Lee with the nunchucks
Before the court room judge us
Please, the wrong way, don't rub us
Fuck, yeah, when it's beef, I eat cow
You ain't got chicken, but catchin' Zs, sleep how? (Sleep how?)
Niggas know what I be 'bout
Stop playin', I'll knock a nigga clean out
Yeah, I got bitches
Ugly nigga, only got 'em 'cause my riches
I done made it out the trenches
I believe I'm him, I'm religious
I couldn't see me without a check (Without a check)
Me without a check, I'm a wreck
Penitentiary, chances, took him to the neck (To the neck)
The money feel better than sex, oh

[Chorus: YG]
Yeah, let's get to it
If crime pays, I'ma do it
Remember them days I was slidin' in the Buick
Now I'm up, goin' stupid, stupid
I just took a model off my checklist, stupid
I just put a X on my ex-bitch, stupid
I'm the type to take back the necklace, stupid
Made it out the block like Tetris
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