My father was a drinker, and a fiend
And one night, he goes off crazier than usual
Mommy gets the kitchen knife to defend herself
He doesn't like that, not one bit
So, me watching, he takes the knife to her, laughing while he does it
He turns to me and he says "Why so serious?"
We smoke up like everyday
I got Ian with my K
Need the packs, I need the bricks
Running fast, ándale
Making money is the race, first place, on relay
Made lil mama count that cash, cause she know I do not play
And if homie move around, shooters gon' light up the place
Known killer in your town, blowin' up, face no case
I'm off the reefer, pop a pill, a geeker
Jumpman on my sneaker, a Sake World believer
Oh that's yo mans
We almost shot that nigga
We almost dropped that nigga
SD get that nigga
D gon' rip that nigga
This that gang shit, you better love my gang bitch
Fake fuckin' with me gon' get me paranoid
I had to cut off these scrubs, cut off these little boys
I pulled up in a Maybach, don't make a lot of noise
I been playing with rugers and Glocks like they some toys
You flex like a hot boy
Showin too much get you shot boy
40 with a mop boy
You could never kick it on my block boy
This that 39 shit
ATL 29 shit
Thot bitch get me right quick
You don't want no beef bitch
Thick bitch a keeper
Hot like a uh
Hot like a fever
Hoes off the molly, they lookin' like a tweaker
I'm tweakin' off a perc, lookin' like a lemur
Gang
Cut Throat, gang
Sake world, gang
Cut throat
Cut throat, gang
Sake world, gang
Sake world, 29
Let's put a smile on that face
