| 9 millimeter, my brother’s my keeper | 
| Was serving that ether before I did features | 
| My mamacita, she know how to greet me | 
| She know how to keep me | 
| She better get- | 
| 9 millimeter, my brother’s my keeper | 
| Was serving that ether before I did features | 
| My mamacita, she know how to greet me | 
| She know how to keep me | 
| She better get- | 
| Fuck ya dead homies, run ya bread homie | 
| Got some lead for me, I’m on Artesia | 
| Parked in my Bimmer bumping my own shit | 
| I’m focused, they stuck on that old shit | 
| Livin' for that True Religion is broke shit | 
| I can spend that on a MAC with a long clip | 
| Fly in that Benz but you hide in that Focus | 
| My nigga just focus, I’m tryin' to paint you a picture | 
| We stuck in the moment | 
| My burner gets stuck if I shoot it too much | 
| So a nigga resorted to domin' | 
| That’s somebody’s son but a war to be won | 
| Baby either go hunt or be hunted | 
| We crabs in a bucket, he called me a crab | 
| So I shot at him in front of the Douglas | 
| I cannot be fucked with, we thuggin' in public | 
| 9 millimeter, my brother’s my keeper | 
| Was serving that ether before I did features | 
| My mamacita, she know how to greet me | 
| She know how to keep me | 
| She better get- | 
| 9 millimeter, my brother’s my keeper | 
| Was serving that ether before I did features | 
| My mamacita, she know how to greet me | 
| She know how to keep me | 
| She better get- | 
| What means the world to you? | 
| Is it a fast life, money and clothes? | 
| Probably fuckin' these hoes | 
| Or what would you murder for? | 
| Will your name hold weight when the curtains close? | 
| Nigga caught one case and I heard he told | 
| Snitch get a full clip and closed casket | 
| Won’t hug your bitch when the ho ratchet | 
| Cold jumper, been shootin', no practice | 
| Been tourin', whip foreign, coupe crashin' | 
| Still bangin' 2 Naughty 2 Nasty | 
| Still «fuck the police» they won’t catch me | 
| My feature too pricey, don’t ask me | 
| Go hard, 'til Goyard on my baggage | 
| He mad we won’t fight, I’m gon' tag him | 
| Mask up at midnight and start clappin' | 
| Kids crying, still snipe him, no lackin' | 
| 9 millimeter, my brother’s my keeper | 
| Was serving that ether before I did features | 
| My mamacita, she know how to greet me | 
| She know how to keep me | 
| She better get- | 
| 9 millimeter, my brothers my keeper | 
| Was serving that ether before I did features | 
| My mamacita, she know how to greet me | 
| She know how to keep me, she keep me, she- | 
| 9 millimeter, my brother’s my keeper | 
| Was serving that ether before I did features | 
| My mamacita, she know how to greet me | 
| She know how to keep me | 
| She better get- | 
| 9 millimeter, my brothers my keeper | 
| Was serving that ether before I did features | 
| My mamacita, she know how to greet me | 
| She know how to keep me, she keep me, she- |