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[Intro: Zotiyac & Billy Idol]
Hanging out for a body shot at night
Hahaha, I hate you nigga
Yeah (Oh, yeah)
AK
Yeah

[Verse 1]
Like damn, why you out alone? (Damn)
Lemme get your name and number, put it in my phone (Come on)
I ain't the type of nigga that string along
But I gotta couple bitches that I bring along (Ayy)
When them bitches get to talking like a sing along
We ain't tripping off the smoke, nigga, bring it on (The smoke)
Call me Mr. Make It Happen, I'ma bring it home (Make it happen)
Niggas talking tough, I'm finna turn my demon on
Pull up in that demon, hop out, shoot up, it's a murder scene
I got the perfect angle (Uh), overall like Kurt Angle
Niggas know my name and I do magic like I'm Criss Angel
Ahh, niggas know my name and I do magic like I'm Criss Angel
I'm a real man, so I got manners, tell a bitch, "Thank you"
Beat the beat up, paralyze her, leave the bitch strangled
Uh (Uh, uh)
Niggas talk tough, on the real, don't even sound dangerous (Don't even ahh)
I ain't tripping though 'cause it don't matter how I sound either
Once the gun blast I bet that'll make a loud statement (Make a loud)

[Bridge]
Make a loud
Make her say uhh
Then you get the big picture
Paint you with a stick for the lip, bitch nigga

[Verse 2]
Ahh, ain't no nigga talking shit like me
Even seven foot niggas get a six by three
The first nigga touch me, ain't nobody gon' believe like the first nigga ever hit Muhammed Ali
I go stupid, get retarded, but who dumb? Not me
Say it's up when it's just stuck just like a gumdrop be
Nigga running tryna duck from one of them gunshots be
Bullets spit, he hit the dirt just like some sunflower seeds (Ayy, ayy)
Hahaha, ah, ah, ayy, ah