[Hook ? Lil Mouse]
09, we tote ? my ^!$$%s ain't no joke
And we keep them blows, so please don't get smoked

$#&@ around with them $#&@-arounds, and you $#&@ around and get smoked
$#&@ around with them $#&@-arounds, and you $#&@ around and get smoked


[Verse 1 ? Lil Wayne]
I'm rollin', all my ^!$$%s rollin'
Keep that $#&@in' red bandana, Hulk Hogan

I'm cuttin' up like scissors, coming down hard like blizzards
I'm getting head while they give me head
That's a head on collision

I'm all up in pill, I keep this %#@! trill
These ^!$$%s ain't for real
Like a fire drill

You ho on my back like I $#&@in' feel fleel
That (*##$ make her #~!!@ open and close like fish gills
I put all my ^!$$%s on

But some of them ^!$$%s gone
Them ^!$$%s callin' my phone
Leave me alone

I'm lightin' up that strong then pass it til I broke
Numbers don't lie
Except 5-0

Different colour truck for sharks
You ^!$$%s pull down your skirts
If I die off these purps

But a bad (*##$ in my hearse
My hoes lift up their shirts
I'm high as Captain Kirk

If we run out of work
We rap like Burke


[Hook x2 ? Lil Mouse]
09, we tote ? my ^!$$%s ain't no joke
And we keep them blows, so please don't get smoked

$#&@ around with them $#&@-arounds, and you $#&@ around and get smoked
$#&@ around with them $#&@-arounds, and you $#&@ around and get smoked


[Verse 2 ? Lil Mouse]
Corlay RIP him, Darnell RIP him
If you disrespect them, then you gone meet them

My ^!$$%s rollin for seetah, that (*##$ going, she a eater
She was a good girl, I turned her to a eater
his squad move burbons, yea ^!$$% on feedback

.30 clip and them hollow tips make him do the running man
Go for them, $#&@ man; I'm rolling with my hitters
I'll send my hitters out to go get you

Hella bands, hella bands, hit the club throwing hella bands
Heavy load, throwing hella bands, in the club doing the money dance
Hella bands, hella bands, hit the club throwing hella bands

Heavy load, throwing hella bands, in the club doing the money dance
^!$$%s talking %#@! in the club, he better watch his self
Melly got the .30 on his hip, he gone need some help

I'm a gangster, ^!$$%, and I could do this %#@! my $#&@ing self
Pistol to his melon; it ain't gone be nothing left


[Hook x2 ? Lil Mouse]
09, we tote ? my ^!$$%s ain't no joke
And we keep them blows, so please don't get smoked

$#&@ around with them $#&@-arounds, and you $#&@ around and get smoked
$#&@ around with them $#&@-arounds, and you $#&@ around and get smoked


[Verse 3 ? Lil Wayne]
Runnin' up with my gangstas, runnin' up in this yella hoes
Everybody wanna $#&@ my (*##$

Her #~!!@ lips like heaven doors
It's #~!!@ money and kush
Skateboards and shroom

These ^!$$%s think they the %#@!
These ^!$$%s perfume
Highly grove, so highly grove

On my road so highly grove
I'm sick with it, I've been diagnosed
We don't cut the !@%!e, that's diet !@%!e

These ^!$$%s broke, I'm paid in full
Blood game, Redbull
My tongue like a serve board
Her #~!!@ like a way pool


[Hook x2 ? Lil Mouse]
09, we tote ? my ^!$$%s ain't no joke
And we keep them blows, so please don't get smoked
$#&@ around with them $#&@-arounds, and you $#&@ around and get smoked
$#&@ around with them $#&@-arounds, and you $#&@ around and get smoked