| My goons smoke weed, My goons smell blow |
| My goons make moves, They pulling? |
| If you ain’t from my hood, Then you gonna have to go |
| You’ll get your ass murked, I hope you niggas know |
| Throwing signs, popping nines we get violated |
| 20 deep when we ride we get violated |
| A chopper pointing at your spine we get violated |
| We murder niggas all the time we stay violated |
| We about to ride on you lying ass niggas |
| You ain’t selling dope, you ain’t pulling triggers |
| You ain’t get no dirt, you ain’t no gorilla |
| You rap about somebody else life I figure |
| Why you saying you on them cars while you leasing |
| Just keep it real man, who the fuck you pleasing? |
| I know them stripper hoes keep your pump greasing |
| They sit up in your face, I guess they give you reason |
| To pay some bills, buy pills, get 'em high, you ain’t real |
| Mr.Fly yo packing steel because that false flagging should have got you killed |
| We don’t recognize real, you say your a trapper |
| You say your a gangster |
| I know your a actor |
| You ain’t got no swagger |
| You ain’t but no laughter |
| We stay 20 deep with gorillas and jackers |
| Haters still dissing, but your probably wishing |
| We off in the club,? |
| Smoking on some real good, that’ll make you feel good |
| When we passing by you, all you smell is purple kush |
| And we got all that shit you ain’t got |
| Plugs for them drugs that shit you ain’t got |
| A couple of hitmen that’ll wipe you off the map |
| You ain’t never gangbanged, and you never work the trap nigga |