17 Wit a 38 IDK (Ft. Chief Keef)

[Intro: IDK]
This that dirty stinkin' nasty ratchet rowdy shit

[Chorus: IDK]
Young nigga with a .38 (Young nigga with a .38)
Young nigga with a .38 (Young nigga with a .38)
Seventeen with the .38 (Seventeen with the .38)
I was seventeen with the .38 (Seventeen with the .38)

[Verse 1: IDK]
I was only seven when I had that .38 (8-8-8-8)
I was tryna prove something, show 'em that I didn't play (Play, play, play, play)
If a nigga do me wrong, make him see the pearly gates (Bang, bang, bang, bang)
Truth is, I ain't shoot shit, it was just for fake
Truth is, I ain't do shit but rob white folk
Lure they ass to a place I know
Take they money, take they phone, there it goes
Sell the shit at my school for the low
Stack the money, stack the money, buy shoes
Stack the money, stack the money, buy clothes
Taking penitentiary risks all for
Ed Hardy belts with the rhinestone
Hit the Georgetown (Swerve)
I got whores now (Swerve)
Polo wasn't Ralph (Word)
It's a horse now
Slow down, slow down's what my mama said (Mama said)
She couldn't get that shit through my head (Through my head)
You can't expect me to give respect (Respect)
When I would fuck bitches on mama bed