B2A

[Intro]
(Damn, Weapons, what the fuck?)
Grrah, grrah
Huh, huh
Bitch, I'm back, nigga, you know what the fuck goin' on
Yeah, huh, yeah

[Verse]
I hate it when niggas be tryna act like they be turnt
Got a Sprite with some purp, I wash it down with the Perc'
Bag backin' on the West, my phone beatin' 'til it hurt
Bitch, why you think I'm finna cuff you? You done hit my nigga first
B2A, that's what niggas gettin', on the set
I'm gon' spin through and hit his top, my bro gon' do the rest
Tryna whack me 'cause I hit his bitch, that lil' pussy wet
I give her to the gang, they tear her up, I'm on to the next, nigga
And when I get out, don't call me if it ain't about no bag
Bitch a freak, whipped my dick out and smacked her on the ass
Duck your head like you FBG 'fore we dump the MAC
Two-four-seven in the trap, bitch, you don't wanna see the stash
I'm so real, I gave a nigga the clothes off my back
And he gon' backdoor, so, Juice, he gon' fuck him up for that
Belt to ass, let's run him down so he can meet the strap
Brother E, he do the most, I had to tell that boy relax
I jumped off the porch at twelve, I was ready to get it in
I ain't gon' lie, you gotta die, you send a bullet at my mans
I'ma stand over that boy, keep shootin' over again
A lot of niggas want my soul, but never do shit to the kid
You a rookie, you gon' talk over the phone 'bout what you did
I just sat damn near a year, whoopin' niggas my whole bid
Go 'head, try me like you DeJ Loaf and get hit with the SIG
When I touch down, hide your bitch 'fore it be dick up in her ribs
Lil' brother turnt, he never loafin', he totin' stick
Wet him up like he baptized a nigga in this bitch
Hoes, they be like, "That's Jay Juice," plus, I'm really lit
Bitch, I'm back just like I never left, now it's time to get rich, nigga
Bitch, if you know, you know, we get busy
I be in the car with E when I'm ridin' with all these grips with me
We done spint so many times, my niggas got dizzy
He tryna run, I hit bro in his back, I told him, "Stop, Ricky" (Yeah)
Can't rock with me if you ass-naked 'cause I got switchy
Twenty-five multiplied two, I got a hot fifty (Yeah)
This freaky bitch keep tryna fuck, but I did not hit it
I done fucked around and dropped my whole cup, you know I'm hot-headed (Nigga)