Bad Boy on Death Row

K-$krilla - Hook :

My mind on a million, my young niggas in the streets drilling yeah
I can't catch no feelings, these bitches they really be feeling me yeah
Im strapped like baby, and you run on me you gon get popped
Im pushin the gas, & I swear to god this bitch won't stop (x2)

QuaGuapo - Verse 1 :
When I got out
These bitches was on me
Can't trust these bitches
Stay by my lonely
Can't trust these niggas
They tryna plot
They run up on me
They gon get popped
I got the gas yo bitch wanna shop
Four pockets full im chasing this guap
These niggas be broke I can't relate
Can't run from nothin, young nigga straight
She wanna fuck I told her to wait
Im counting this money bitch, get outta my face
Im tryna get rich & you in the way
These bitches dont know how to stay in they place..
(Operator)
This is the operator , I have a collect call from..

K-$krilla - Hook :

My mind on a million, my young niggas in the streets drilling yeah
I can't catch no feelings, these bitches they really be feeling me yeah
Im strapped like baby, and you run on me you gon get popped
Im pushin the gas, & I swear to god this bitch won't stop (x2)

$uwop - Verse 2 :
Get with it, or get ran over
Like what is it, and what it ain't
Im swimming in it like a lake
These bitches say that Im fake
I give a fuck whatcha say
Im gon just nut on yo face
And now Ima ask how it taste
See, Im bout to do The Race
Now, Im feeling like a star
Im bussin down this lil 'gar
My new car push to the start
Im driving it like a Go-Kart
Now, sit back & play yo lil part
I know these niggas be watching
But I dont want they eyes on me
These bitches & niggas is phoney
Playin these dummy's like Sony
Playin these dummy's like Sony
And all of these bitches are corny
None of these bitches is for me
These niggas they are informants
Not talking if it ain't important
I put all you fuckers to torment
Not talking if it ain't important !

K-$krilla - Hook :
My mind on a million, my young niggas in the streets drilling yeah
I can't catch no feelings, these bitches they really be feeling me yeah
Im strapped like baby, and you run on me you gon get popped
Im pushin the gas, & I swear to god this bitch won't stop (x2)