Catch a asthma attack, the way we pull up on ya Put the pump to his chest, make a nigga cough up You a bum and you stressed, and that's why you lost her Met a nigga from the X, niggas need to boss up She gon' eat, you want beef, but this ain't no burger All my songs on repeat, that's what's up, your word up I was young with the heat, walkin' round with burners Wishing I could wish for anything like Timmy Turner Na-na-oh, na-oh Na-na-oh, na-oh Na-na-oh, na-oh Why this bitch tryna play me? Are you crazy? Pocket rocket in my cargos, like the Navy Put this Tommy to his brain, please, like he Brady Heartbreaking on the daily, can you save me? Why is bitches tryna play me? Are you crazy? I can't let her have my baby, you not my baby I can't let her have my baby, I'm actin' shady Heartbreaking on the daily, can you save me? Y'all gotta move, give me some room, I'm 'bout to shoot Boom! Everybody running out the room Boom! Everybody begging, "Don't shoot" Boom! Nigga, who the fuck asked you? You a bum, are you dumb? Try me, I got this gun Run, nigga, if I'm here, don't come Bitch, you was expecting for me to hit That's a dub, I know you put a hole in that shit Sawed off in the damn drawer Got a .30 in my drawers, gotta hold my pants up Only time she ever call is for the banana I don't even check my call log, I don't answer Why this bitch tryna play me? Are you crazy? Pocket rocket in my cargos, like the Navy Put this Tommy to his brain, please, like he Brady Heartbreaking on the daily, can you save me? Why this bitch tryna play me? Is she crazy? That bitch know I'm number one, like Tracy McGrady Know I got this .380, it's on safety I know all these niggas hate me, won't let it phase me Fuck nigga I'ma swerve in the Maybach, I'ma do some damage Niggas sit the fuck down if you don't understand us I heard niggas talking 'bout they gon' run down on us Pull up windows down in a fucking Lamb' truck Oh, na, na, na-na-na, na Na-na-na, na, na-na-na, na Na-na-na, na, na-na-na, na Na-na-na, na, na-na-na, na, yeah Scott Storch