Major

[Intro: ZayBang]
Baow, baow, baow, baow, baow
Baow-baow-baow-baow-baow-baow-baow-baow-baow-baow
And it's really funny how this shit finna be
'Cause we'll spend money 'round this bitch, we don't— (Mm)
Them niggas sick 'cause we was spendin' money 'round this bitch like I'm— (Mm)
'Round, 'round me (Ayy, your bitch)
Ayy, look

[Chorus: ZayBang]
I got these lil' niggas pissed (Look), 'cause we be spendin' money in this bitch (Nigga)
And I be movin' funny with the stick
I promise, I won't miss
I catch a nigga movin' and he hit
And every time we movin', it's a blitz

[Verse 1: ZayBang]
The red or the Tris (On my mama)
Shit, I'll even take it mixed (I'll take it mixed)
I'm Rico, ain't goin' out like Mitch ('Cause I ain't goin' out like Mitch)
A nigga gon' be pissed, 'cause you can die for thinkin' I'm a lick (I ain't a lick, nigga)
Fuck a deuce, let me buy the whole brick, the niggas you be with is bitch
That's why I don't really like to show my face (Uh-uh-uh)
This Glock'll put a nigga in his place
Tell 'em I ain't seen shit, I think them people sprayed me with some mace (I ain't see nothin')
The bitch said she finna bust a date, who be hidin' out the way?
'Cause I be in the middle of the street with it
When you get money (Ayy), you don't even really see niggas
This Draco hold a hundred, who want beef with us? (Bitch)
I catch a nigga where he standin' (Ayy), I got no lean, nigga

[Chorus: ZayBang & BC Jroc]
I got these lil' niggas pissed (Look), 'cause we be spendin' money in this bitch (Nigga)
And I be movin' funny with the stick
I promise, I won't miss (I won't miss, nigga)
I catch a nigga movin' and he hit (And then he—)
And every time we movin', it's a blitz
I got these lil' niggas pissed (On my mama), 'cause we be spendin' money in this bitch (Nigga)
And I be movin' funny with the stick (I be movin' funny with this motherfucker)
I promise, I won't miss (I won't miss, nigga)
I catch a nigga movin' and he hit (Grr-rr-rr, baow, baow)
And every time we movin', it's a blitz (Baow, baow, on my mama)

[Verse 2: BC Jroc]
Niggas know they trippin', we the ones havin' real paper
He'll shoot, but if that nigga tell, that's a deal-breaker
Lil' bro walk him down with the Glock, he a field agent
Tried to the blow the door to where we at, we had the twelve-gauge
'92 Trailblazer, I'm just tryna go to Vegas
Stack a couple racks then double up, I'm tryna flip the paper
Club got it hot down the street, we tryna get some paper
Plug had to cut me off 'cause we was beefin' with the neighbor
Thirty-two pocket rocket, cock it back, it got the laser
Demons get to poppin', niggas droppin' like a hot potato
We was sellin' Now and Laters, had to get the calculators
Nigga ballin' like the Lakers, nigga know we havin' flavor

[Chorus: ZayBang]
Look, I got these lil' niggas pissed (Look), 'cause we be spendin' money in this bitch (Nigga)
And I be movin' funny with the stick
I promise, I won't miss (I won't miss, nigga)
I catch a nigga movin' and he hit (And then he—)
And every time we movin', it's a blitz
I got these lil' niggas pissed (On my mama), 'cause we be spendin' money in this bitch (Nigga)
And I be movin' funny with the stick
I promise, I won't miss (I won't miss, nigga)
I catch a nigga movin' and he hit (And then he—)
And every time we movin', it's a blitz

[Outro: ZayBang]
On my mama