| (LiL Wayne) | |
| Shooting till my motherfuckin hand fall off | |
| Your trackstars the gun shot ran yall off | |
| I pop like a soda watch the can fall off | |
| I can kill yall and yall boss | |
| Shooting till my motherfuckin hand fall off | |
| Your trackstars the gun shot ran yall off | |
| I pop like a soda watch the can fall off | |
| I can kill yall and yall boss | |
| Shotguns handguns louder than a band drum | |
| You fuckin with the drum major let me play you the anthem | |
| Bang bang bang bang call it heavy metal | |
| I say bang bang bitch i make you feel every letter | |
| B.A.N.G. B.A.N.G. G.A.N.G. | |
| We spray then leave | |
| We play when we know | |
| We play N.E. | |
| V.E.R. C.P.R. | |
| Doctor Carter are you the disease boy | |
| Young money motherfucka deez theez boyz | |
| Bitches you crazy | |
| Weez retardz | |
| Watch nina, mack and tommy have a brief minaj | |
| Like (gunshots) like (gunshots) yeah | |
| Soulja boy on the beat | |
| But you can call me chef boyardee | |
| Cause ima heat this shit | |
| And ima eat this shit | |
| Planet earth is my toilet your beneath this shit | |
| Then i flush and whipe my ass | |
| Gun slinger like a pass | |
| I cock back and throw a bomb now hailmary | |
| Your tailfairy fairy-tale very frail | |
| And yeah we got them hammers try and hit every nail | |
| Let em sail up the river with that hoe shit | |
| Or leave em face down in the fuckin ocean | |
| I aint on no other shit bitch im on some more shit | |
| That hello how you doing i am at your front door shit | |
| That aww naw he got a gun oh shit ..shit...shit | |
| (JAE MILLZS) | |
| Okay its young money what you know bout it | |
| The simuarto will rip open your body and tear the soul out it | |
| And all that fronting shit nigga I don?t know bout it | |
| Call me master J bitch im so bout it even my hoe bout it | |
| And don?t doubt it cuz we both will be Angeline and Braden | |
| Spazzin and blastin; blastin and rat- a- tattin | |
| And naw I don?t cook em like potatoes I mash em | |
| I don?t give a fuck bout your money or your fashion | |
| Shots through the window where your brand new astin?? | |
| You get out tryin to run now you just wit them bullets crashin | |
| Pine box niggas no crutches no cassin | |
| No wheelchair just a two door long black wagon flowers on the side | |
| And four wheels of steal.. I aint neva scared and I aint neva cared | |
| So fuck what they doing over there.. im doin it here | |
| You nothing like me fuck boy don?t be outlandish | |
| We gorillas in the mist you just some kung fo pandas | |
| Sweet like fantas my blood is the same as bruce bantis that record on the cameras | |
| Motherfuck all the bullshit and antics and they sayin he aint got it | |
| ???to clear for wayne that?s a disadvantage | |
| Being broke is a foreign language to me like Spanish musically I direct thrillers call me john Landis | |
| Nigha | |
| (laughing) | |
| Fuck that nigha in red jacket nigha |