text: Yeah
  Mayday, mayday, mayday, mayday
  911, its a man down
  Yeah, whole lotta, whole lotta
  Money get involved, niggas gettin crossed out 
  Thought that was your man down, ooh, thats a big plot
  Got you niggas life in my hand, timell get you shot
  You aint even gotta sell work, drank get on my nerves 
  Thats why I just sip all this syrup and I just think bout murder
  God sayin, Please dont do it to em, devil sayin, Hurt em
  Murder, murder, kill on my mind, I just wanna murder
  Always keep the steel on my side, shells than a turtle
  Yellow tape, yellow tape, yeah, yeah
  Yellow tape, yellow tape , 911, its a man down 
  Yellow tape, yellow tape, yeah 
  Yellow tape, yellow tape, yeah, 911, its a man down 
  Four-fifth or the tre-pound 
  It dont matter when it go down 
  Get down or lay down
  It dont matter, nigga, we gon spray rounds 
  4L Gang the only gang that I protect now 
  Niggas aint with what Im with, nigga dont get no respect now 
  Pussy nigga gettin a check now 
  Send them young niggas at your head now 
  Heard niggas that I gotta run the block, hell yeah, a nigga run it 
  Hell yeah, nigga, shoot up your block, hell yeah, nigga, I done it 
  I was in the fuckin field before, just in case they didnt know 
  I was in the hood totin the pole
  Shoot a nigga, make a pussy opp fold
  Undercover cause I know these niggas pussy, niggas actin just like these hoes now 
  Shootin at these opps, they dont want no smoke, dawg 
  Fuckin all these hoes, thats what Im on, dawg 
  Ayy, neighbor call me and you know its low, dawg 
  Cause its smoked out, nothing but that loud 
  Money get involved, niggas gettin crossed out 
  Thought that was your man down, ooh, thats a big plot
  Got you niggas life in my hand, timell get you shot
  You aint even gotta sell work, drank get on my nerves 
  Thats why I just sip all this syrup and I just think bout murder
  God sayin, Please dont do it to em, devil sayin, Hurt em
  Murder, murder, kill on my mind, I just wanna murder
  Always keep the steel on my side, shells than a turtle
  Only thing I think about is murder, murder 
  To my opp mom, I aint mean to never hurt ya 
  But your son was out here like he was really servin 
  He paid for the hit at 12, got killed at 12:30 
  If I pay for the lick, oh yeah, now its my watch 
  And if I front the brick, now its my block 
  Im the G.O.A.T. with .223, I got that lamb chop
  Its a hard top on that Venti, but that Lam drop 
  Yeah, but that Lam drop
  We be whippin in the kitchen, smell like ham hocks 
  When I talk, I bet my fans stop 
  Im so rich, dont need no handouts
  Money get involved, niggas gettin crossed out 
  Thought that was your man down, ooh, thats a big plot
  Got you niggas life in my hand, timell get you shot
  You aint even gotta sell work, drank get on my nerves 
  Thats why I just sip all this syrup and I just think bout murder
  God sayin, Please dont do it to em, devil sayin, Hurt em
  Murder, murder, kill on my mind, I just wanna murder
  Always keep the steel on my side, shells than a turtle