Wish I could see my brother released from the pen They wanna book us to China, fuck it, let's go get some Yen I commit some sins, just to see my bro again Ask about me, bet you they goin say, we heard of him It's time to go, it's time to get that pot of gold It's time to buy some guns, just to rock my folds We goin shut it down, let you busters know Keep shit trill from the south to the west coast It's time to go, it's time to get that pot of gold Shout out to that pussy nigga named Ron C Lame ass old nigga, you ain't no G I can't respect your hustle, you ain't got no muscle You snort it up your nose, even your partner can't trust you If me or my niggas see you, we goin bust you That little trap house in the dirt, I smash that shit I heard your beats, well how about ten straps? Step back, I'm finna let the K go Knock a rapper's head like an eggroll Just sayin, yo, hit squad till I die, yo Brick Squad what I ride for, Tallaband to a side hoe You scared to get a bible, hit you with that rifle You know my goons are psycho, fuck Ron C, and your idol It's time to go, it's time to get that pot of gold It's time to buy some guns, just to rock my folds We goin shut it down, let you busters know Keep shit trill from the south to the west coast It's time to go, it's time to get that pot of gold From Atlanta to LA, no meatloaf, I ain't an essay AKs and SKs, I blow fuck nigga money straight away Little pocket rocket, I keep the K Bless Aunt Debby, she got me straight Hit squad, Brick Squad, real money, that's why they hate We give you niggas somethin to talk about We the only thing they talk about I can pull this chopper out of my hand, act stupid, I knock you out Stay with the gold like a leprechaun Everything green like a leprechaun I stay strapped with an extra gun Bitch, stay strapped up like Air Force Ones You don't want no problem, man, 'cause I'm with the Taloban Jumpin out of caravans, hit your block up like Afghanistan Hundred round drum, no marching band Make you sing like caroling Shoot you in the leg if you think of playin It's time to go, it's time to get that pot of gold It's time to buy some guns, just to rock my folds We goin shut it down, let you busters know Keep shit trill from the south to the west coast It's time to go, it's time to get that pot of gold