Don't you come around here n**ga
F*ck around and get hurt
Don't you come around here n**ga
F*ck around and get hurt
Don't you come around here n**ga
F*ck around and get hurt
F*ck around and get murked
Leave your body in the dirt
Body bag, toe tag, private flight, jet lag
Flee the scene so fast
Count the cream more cash
They praying i crash
Inferred beam on the mack
Put thirteen in his back
I'm a make him lean i clap
You niggaz out feeding the rats
Go against the good for bad
Misunderstood so they laugh
But don't let that breath be your last
You won't hear that shotgun blast
Just another toe for the tag
A couple 44's and a mag
We don't talk about on vlad
Got it on lock no pad
Crown on top my flag
Come around here get gagged