[Verse 1: OMB Peezy]
You got your pistol, I got mine, finna go on and exercise 'em
I'ma chase 'em down with this nine, my first mission won't leave my mind
Niggas fake, I see through the lies, cut 'em off when I see the signs
Put a bullet up in his mind, won't get the chance to use that iron
You don't want it, me and my niggas hungry, bitch it's time to eat
Hit your block with a black mask and have you runnin' down the street
My lil homie catch bodies from [?], put him on his feet
Won't beef over hoes unless he disrespect me 'bout his freak
Mama pray for me, prison ain't the place for me
But I gotta keep that iron
'Cause my shine they wanna take from me
Banging on that block then I'ma bring it to the place he sleep
I do murder for hire, call Uber kill the agency
Know I keep that fire, so a nigga ain't gon' play with me
Even if I ain't got it, real niggas gon' relate to me
Pussy nigga keep running his mouth I'ma disable him
Somebody bout to die, I'm finna send him straight to sleep
[Chorus: Sherwood Marty & OMB Peezy]
Before I go to sleep I tell my mama pray for me
I gotta keep the heat 'cause I'm knee deep up in these streets
I can't deal with disrespect, man these niggas gotta see
We gon' ride 'bout where they at, all week on the creep
Man a nigga tryna kill somethin', crash out, catch a body
Pull up where they at, show 'em that we violent
Kill somethin', crash out, catch a body
Pull up, pull up with them fifties, we don't play about it
You got your pistol, I got mine, finna go on and exercise 'em
I'ma chase 'em down with this nine, my first mission won't leave my mind
Niggas fake, I see through the lies, cut 'em off when I see the signs
Put a bullet up in his mind, won't get the chance to use that iron
You don't want it, me and my niggas hungry, bitch it's time to eat
Hit your block with a black mask and have you runnin' down the street
My lil homie catch bodies from [?], put him on his feet
Won't beef over hoes unless he disrespect me 'bout his freak
Mama pray for me, prison ain't the place for me
But I gotta keep that iron
'Cause my shine they wanna take from me
Banging on that block then I'ma bring it to the place he sleep
I do murder for hire, call Uber kill the agency
Know I keep that fire, so a nigga ain't gon' play with me
Even if I ain't got it, real niggas gon' relate to me
Pussy nigga keep running his mouth I'ma disable him
Somebody bout to die, I'm finna send him straight to sleep
[Chorus: Sherwood Marty & OMB Peezy]
Before I go to sleep I tell my mama pray for me
I gotta keep the heat 'cause I'm knee deep up in these streets
I can't deal with disrespect, man these niggas gotta see
We gon' ride 'bout where they at, all week on the creep
Man a nigga tryna kill somethin', crash out, catch a body
Pull up where they at, show 'em that we violent
Kill somethin', crash out, catch a body
Pull up, pull up with them fifties, we don't play about it
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