yeah. walk with me. take a walk through the eastside
when i catch them pussy niggas
i'ma lay them niggas down
i'ma peter roll them niggas
i don't give a fuck who standing outside
niggas thinking shit was sweet
i'm finna show 'em we ain't playing over here
nigga blicking with the four
trappin' out they mama house
got police kicking down the door
little nigga 17 with a thirty
quick to do a nigga dirty
know a nigga shot a nigga in his face front of his mother
'cause the nigga took the stand
snitched on his older brother
now that nigga doing life
mama lost both of her babies to the streets
judges giving niggas football numbers without a care
bodies dropping every summer
you can smell it in the air
little nigga don't give a fuck
wipe you for your 750s 'cause he couldn't get a pair
your pockets barely breathing
i got fifty and the tiger swedish
we flipped ten of y'all niggas
feed us with tucked ninas
this shit already got fifteen bodies
my shooters skated off rocking thrasher
the deacon got his leg shot off
(finna slide out to the yacht party
you're the man on the boat