Chorus: I spray them niggas all them bullets I spray them bitches all them hundreds Nigga think am being funny i take my stick to the stick Nigga spinning i told em watch it Am a thug you can die for nothing Verse 1: slime his nose he talking shit, he turn his back we leave him dead in the streets shout out to Uncle meech niggas ready to give it all just for a fix nigga say this ain't church i shouldn't preach nigga i teach we left is mamma crying we use that as a meast they were two in the car but i couldn't tell whose the bitch he shaking he ain't shit you a bitch you ain't no gansta i saw the list top three schools he wanna meet i gat niggas ready they wanna blow the heat stomp on niggas like he shit oh shit didn't know his mama working for the feds spitting this shit from the head i shout him the head he told my bitch to give him head i gave her is head in my cup purple or red am a devil but i gat clean hands never played with sand this some gangsta shit for my fans we don't hear him no more fuck them sars not every nigga scamming not every nigga stealing not every nigga pimping but my brother pimping am too deep man sinking holy ghost i this nigga thinking but when i send em to you give him a reason