[Intro: Big Homiie G]
Drop the lo' for that pint, I'ma pull up
Please don't try me, I promise I'm shook up (Damn, Spenn)
I might blow this bitch soon as you look up
(Phil G, this mug hard)
Yeah, too hard

[Chorus: Big Homiie G]
Who got it?
Who got it?
Who got it?
Who got it?
Who got it?
Who got it?
Who got it?
Who got it?
Who got it?

[Verse 1: Big Homiie G]
I'm in your city, I'm looking for Wock' (Drank)
Drop the lo' for that pint, watch I pull up (Skrrt)
Ayy, don't try me, I promise I'm shook up (Scared)
I might blow this bitch soon as you look up (Baow)
I been dealing with personal problems (Problems)
Rap slow, I might turn to the robber (Robber)
He got two hundred 'bows, ain't shit but some lows, we stretching his ass tomorrow (Fuck him)
I got deep in my feelings, blocked all my bitches, these hoes be acting retarded (Bitch)
At the back of my shows, I'm strapped with poles, you know ain't no searching the artist (You know)
You know I can't go out like buddy (You know), you know I'ma shoot at my target (You know)
While the diamonds on me like a faucet
Ice, ice, baby, come from Wafi (Woo)
You know I just left prohibition, a hundred somethin' niggas and all of 'em crippin' (You know)
That's right, I popped out in my city (My city)
And I ain't ask for nobody permission (Nobody)
Just me, some kitchens, and some switches (Switches)
Couple Dracs, a lot of ammunition (Baow)
Ready to crash on the opposition
Everybody gangster 'til a nigga die (Die)
Tryna get some fame off my brother, you ain't kill him, nigga, you a lie (You lying)
Heard they bumped down on buddy, he ain't want smoke, made his ass cry (Ha)
Bumped down on buddy, he ain't want smoke, made his ass cry
All I know, I wanna buy a pint, where the drank man? Need his ass now
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