off the porch boy yo as gone be a sacrifice jump off the porch here boy my shooters don't give to fuck about that shit you bumping bubble gum ass nigga better this choppa chew right threw him and this liquor that I'm sipping bitch is Hennessey privilege all my hitters catching bodies we ain't with that bullshit stack em up I'll sort them out that what the Yung lord here for put you haters on alert gone need a shirt for lil homie I'm the real bro know the drill hoe bets get right with me shawty I was taking shots them niggas must done lost they mind hitter coming at the God wrong get you knocked out ya shoes nigga boy my squad roll hard trying scare the boulevard with it never need a body guard im secure in these streets niggas bout to show boys how to ball they bout to thank me for this boy my car creep to a crawl they know a star all off in it If the club going up I'm bout fall upoff in it I turn it up bitch turn up to the max with yo yung hitter hoe I'm out the bottom of the trenches ain't no one harder