Two in your niggas be frontin' shit,
You shoulda known I'm a killer,
nigga, I kill you for mine
You're similar to my last breath,
Ain't got no time for conversation,
You facin' two to your chest, nigga,
I hope you play for the Dodgers,
I used to think you was cool as pickles,
It ain't no motherfuckin' friends
burn it, the nigga a ounce
Motherfuckers took it and ran with it,
now I'm off of this house
Woke him up, he was sleeping,
all he could see was gorillas
If he don't give him my shit,
fuck up his wife and just chill him
should've seen the fear in his eyes
Well somebody got to die on this bitch,
Cause motherfuckers pay what they lies,
Gimme my shit, gimme my shit,
gimme my shit, gimme my shit
Steady movin' and losin',
close to house in the rain
Niggas is cruisin' for bruises,
I'm all about gettin' paid
Give up the money you owe me,
cause I got dope on the streets
And you can't pay me with power,
nigga, I'm hoardin' in G's
I'm so for sure about my money grip,
Come your ass up off the cut
If you ain't comin' with Strilla,
nigga, I'm leavin' your buck
And all you gave is savings,
I'm puttin' weed on your corner,
When the law leave the corner,
I'm finna ask you one more time, nigga
Pay me my shit, and then you go,
I killed my motherfuckin' homie
