text: See, because I am going to kill the fuckery over there
  And people is going to be in demand of all the truth
  When you come to flossy, better have your gun
  Whats the key to the block? Better have your gun
  Disrespect the gang, better have your gun
  Or you dropping the woo, better have your gun
  Talk down on my name, better have your gun
  Or you reach for the chain, better have your gun
  If you step on my Diors, Diors, better have your gun
  Or you laugh at my pain, better have your gun, look
  You shot in the air, is you scared of me?
  2Pacs, I aint mad at you
  Shot a nigga, he was laughing, huh
  The same nigga crying after, huh
  Put a pussy on a platter, huh
  Shot your mans and now they adding up
  Your mans down and now you mad as fuck
  I fucked your bitch and then Im passing her
  What the fuck is you telling me? I got the pedigree
  In the hood, Im fighting felonies
  Its a whole bunch of jealousy in the air
  What the fuck a nigga telling me?
  Shoot a nigga, go to jail for it
  Cause I know I got the bail for it
  For my gun, Ill die for it
  Get on the stand and lie for it
  Half rapper, half drug dealer
  Got a bird up on my wrist
  Brought the McLaren to the hood
  Niggas cant get into this
  Late nights in Puerto Rico
  Breaking down a half a kilo
  Eating chicharon with the people
  Having an orgy with three hoes
  When you come to flossy, better have your gun
  Whats the key to the block? Better have your gun
  Disrespect the gang, better have your gun
  Or you dropping the woo, better have your gun
  Talk down on my name, better have your gun
  Or you reach for the chain, better have your gun
  If you step on my Diors, Diors, better have your gun
  Or you laugh at my pain, better have your gun, look
  Niggas talking bout a rhyme, Im talking bout guns and crime
  Im fuckin with you and yours if you think that you fuckin with mines
  Im a diamond in the rough, all I wanna do is shine
  Late nights up in the 9, just know I keep a nine
  I aint with the bitching and snitching
  I aint with the politicking
  Rather sit up in the jail
  Or swim with the fishes
  You aint gon ever catch me slipping
  Off the Trón, I be sipping
  Stove hot, I be whipping
  Lot of heat up in kitchen
  In the hills up in Cali
  Pink Runtz, smoking mad weed
  Fuckin on a lil mama
  Lightskin with a jatty
  I aint a gangster if you ask me
  But lil nigga, dont put it past me
  I put your body on standby
  While I blow a dub like Max B
  When you come to flossy, better have your gun
  Whats the key to the block? Better have your gun
  Disrespect the gang, better have your gun
  Or you dropping the woo, better have your gun
  Talk down on my name, better have your gun
  Or you reach for the chain, better have your gun
  If you step on my Diors, Diors, better have your gun
  Or you laugh at my pain, better have your gun
  Better have your gun, better have your gun
  Better have your gun, better have your gun
  Better have your gun, better have your gun
  Better have your gun, better have your gun
  Better have your gun, better have your gun
  Better have your gun, better have your gun
  Better have your gun