Huh Huh, huh, brrt Huh, huh, huh, yeah Huh, huh, uh, uh Uh, uh Huh Uh-huh Mama say: Son, what the hell you been doin'? I been too busy, on the road with the smackers Tried to run up, what he doin'? My T's gon' make him go backwards Huh, I'm with some shooters, they clappin' shit up, that's for Sheezy, I'm ridin' with some clappers Say you smackin' shit, better have your pole out when you see me, I'ma smack him If they make me too mad, it ain't nothin' to put him on the TV, I'ma bag him Yeah, the Glock that I'm havin' ain't regular, ridin' with a green beam and a dagger Started shootin', he fell, we thought that we had him Niggas get mad when they don't score, talkin' to bro like: Damn, we almost got him Heard he was talkin' to po-po, I don't know bro, but we can smack him Ain't cuffin', I smashed her and passed her Told bro make him feel like a shooter, ain't loan to a nigga, gon' need him a voucher And any bitch you got, we bagged 'em Nigga, we get shit goin', bro 'nem gon' make the prints and I'm gon' bag him You would think I was a goatee, these niggas don't see me, so I sneak right past 'em Huh, hope you see me on your TV and you can't change the channel Pull up on your ho and skeet, skeet, make a beep, beep like I'm David Banner Nigga, this is what we signed up for, fuck I look like savin' smackers? Thought that would hit, didn't it? Not no more Took her to the back room and tapped her We can't ride with no regular pole, bro got a brand new American Tattle Be out at night, we takin' souls, give it up or we gon' snatch 'em We with the tough shit, get on some bullshit, bro for sure gon' smack somethin' They have to pay, these niggas just waitin' on the tact to come Mama say: Son, what the hell you been doin'? I been too busy, on the road with the smackers Tried to run up, what he doin'? My T's gon' make him go backwards Huh, I'm with some shooters, they clappin' shit up, that's for Sheezy, I'm ridin' with some clappers Say you smackin' shit, better have your pole out when you see me, I'ma smack him If they make me too mad, it ain't nothin' to put him on the TV, I'ma bag him Yeah, the Glock that I'm havin' ain't regular, ridin' with a green beam and a dagger Started shootin', he fell, we thought that we had him Niggas get mad when they don't score, talkin' to bro like: Damn, we almost got him Heard he was talkin' to po-po, I don't know bro, but we can smack him