Let's go Millz Gudda, what up, my G? Vado, what's poppin, slime? Young Money, most hated OK it's nothing on TV, so I'm spaced out getting fried Tryna find a way to fuck one of the Basketball Wives These niggas all lies, all pies Hard around the edges but soft as fuck inside I'm on some new shit, you got out on some fluke shit Back to Guddaville, bitch, this that part 2 shit Free Weezy, free Rem Free Lil Boosie, free C-Gudda and free Sims Young Money Cash money champs, check the sells Disrespect us, well pound key, epic fail Rich nigga engine, V sixteen I'm happy as a motherfucker but my whip mean Money never lie, only a fool would threaten I You ever saw Casino, think about how Pesci die? It's Millz, bitch, super fly and extra high 'Bout to go to the moon, soon as she say, "Hi", I tell her, "Bye" Murda, murda murda, mo' murda, nigga Nigga, murda, murda murda, mo' murda, nigga Nigga, murda, murda murda, mo' murda, nigga Grim Reap' flow we have come to collect spirits, nigga Murda, murda murda, mo' murda, nigga Nigga, murda, murda murda, mo' murda, nigga Nigga, murda, murda murda, mo' murda, nigga Grim Reap' flow we have come to collect spirits, nigga I got my "Free Lil Wayne" T on (Yes) Name Vado, only my mother can call me Teyon 'Nough work to break down and put my team on Shit wriggled, grip the iron to get my seam on (Huh) Get straightened out when you lean wrong I walk with a band, every hero should have a theme song (Yes) Chef with it, my swag passed gimmick Splash critics, admit it or get admitted niggas ain't spitting, y'all ad libbing watch son pass like Once you finish, leave the rest on the plate And the fiends a few samples, now the rest want a taste From being stand up to sitting at the desk with the jake Act up, make a movie out 'em then edit his face, wow Slow your role, start pressing your brakes Rub you down to the ground's how I'm addressing the hate Vado Murda, murda murda, mo' murda, nigga Nigga, murda, murda murda, mo' murda, nigga Nigga, murda, murda murda, mo' murda, nigga Grim Reap' flow we have come to collect spirits, nigga Murda, murda murda, mo' murda, nigga Nigga, murda, murda murda, mo' murda, nigga Nigga, murda, murda murda, mo' murda, nigga Grim Reap' flow we have come to collect spirits, nigga Yeah I gets busy, Chuck Taylors stay crispy Hit the stage, then I leave, and your bitch coming with me (Yeah) Homie, you can't clone me (Nope), purple shit, I'm on it (Po' up) I am in the zone and I'm ripping up all opponents I don't save hoes, and I would never condone it Hit her with the bone and I'm gone early in the morning I'm sick, ho, sick flow, I'm catching pneumonia Cough up the beat and I spit on the microphone I'm a beast, I'm a dawg, ain't nothing you can do with me Styrofoam got the Pimp C in the Screw in it I'm from New Orleans, nigga, home of the bodybags Where the fiends'll kill a nigga for a powder bag My money looking right, nigga, I ain't gotta brag Got my girl every Louis purse, now she want Prada bags No problem, love, Im'a grab them for ya 'Cause you was here when I was broke, them other bitches wasn't Too G and I ain't talking Gucci I'm talking Gudda Gudda, paper stack like loose leaf, uh Rocket in my pocket, kick like Bruce Lee Or I can slap you in your mouth, have a couple lose teeth, nigga murda Murda, murda murda, mo' murda, nigga Nigga, murda, murda murda, mo' murda, nigga Nigga, murda, murda murda, mo' murda, nigga Grim Reap' flow we have come to collect spirits, nigga Murda, murda murda, mo' murda, nigga Nigga, murda, murda murda, mo' murda, nigga Nigga, murda, murda murda, mo' murda, nigga Grim Reap' flow we have come to collect spirits, nigga