[Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame]

A long ride to the west
M.O.B. across my chest
Lord please don't let me rest
Why these ni**as wanna test
Ni**a please give me strength
One time, I don't got friends
Ride this shit to the end
Can't lose man I got to win
? so I keep 2 Glocks
Flockaveli im that Damu, oc
Light skin, tats and dreadlocks
Ni**as playin cops like Madlock
Aim on point with his scope and his beam
Aim at your head like oily machine
Leave a ni**a dead eyes open
Ba-ba-ba ni**a hold that
Bitch I’m from the Grove
Where ni**as have a hand, they get on the stove
Some pop pills, some take it up the nose
Where ni**as f**king hoes at thirteen
Living street life, f**k a hoop dream
Bricksquad that’s my home team

[Hook: Waka Flocka Flame] (x12)

Smoke drank
Smoke drank, I

[Verse 2: Mouse]

Middle finger to the feds
M.O.B tatted on my leg
A couple ni**as wanna see me dead
Act like D-bo get Craig'ed
Pussy ni**as heard what the f**k I said
Room service too, I'll make your bed
Bury your body in a backyard shed
Make a ni**a whole body shake, no dreads
Ni**as don't really want to roll with kids
I got more connects than a highway bridge
Flow been cold, stored in a fridge
A lot of ni**as talking about what they should of did
Call the ni**as square like a mother f**king grid
I'm on my grown man like a ni**a had a kid
Got to ball on you ni**as like I'm playing for the Knicks
Hit 'em with a shotgun, call that shit the crips
I ain't worried about the cops, I'm too legit
I got to put money over every single bitch
Mouse in the hood, trapping for that cheese
Balling cause I hustle like I'm playing overseas
I was raised in the streets, me and my pistol
Moving these pounds on my bicycle
I'm so official, I earned my stripes
Bitches on my dick like a parasite
I make her tap out like the cane's spiked
Then I smoke and drank all f**king night

[Hook: Mouse]

[Verse 3: Kebo Gotti]

Waka, what it do cuz?
I'm f**king with you ni**a the long way
Let's get this money
Bricksquad in the building
See I’m gonna smoke till I can't smoke no more
Then drank till I can't drank no more
? money see and my chick grow
Stand up tall till it can’t no more
Try me if you want, I swear to God I'll split your cantaloupe
My chopper fully loaded, I'm a squeeze on you till there ain't no more
I run with a C like Flock and them
Green flag, my partner them
Hitsquad, yeah there's a lot of them
You get an Oscar slim, for acting gangsta
A boss to him, better get your rank up
Real money, been hell I bank up
In the club ? to the ? drank
Who is this ni**a trying to act like me
Suede, getting money, bounce back like me
Every hood, every block, count stacks like me
Fully loaded Glock, stay strapped like me
You no body, of Kebo Gotti
Mr. ?
Flocka with a tool, been none got him
Been none hit him, been none shot him
Been none off him then laugh about it
Then blowing on kush, straight from Cali
I ring shit straight out the valley
I'm a duct tape stealer and I ain't talking alley
Riding in the bird and I ain't talking falcon
Plead the 5th, every time they ask me
Disappear, just like it's magic
Then reappear, lights, camera, action

[Hook: Kebo Gotti]