(Enrgy Made This One)

(Hmm, I′m high as fuck)

(Skin this one, on God)

(I'ma curve this ho, triflin′)

(Watch how I skin this one tho')

First off lemme say this shit again (Damn!)

Walk down wit' lil′ Dinny that′s my fuckin' Evil Twin

Hunnid rounds we got plenty, aim it at his fuckin′ chin

If you down, then you wit' me, man let′s spin this shit again (On God)

Hold on

Switch the flow up

The way I'm stepping got these niggas sick, make ′em throw up

Bitch won't let me in without my blick, I won't show up

I just waste a ho for while, post some mo′ up (Damn!)

Bitch, I′m goin' back in

Niggas steady brackin′ 'bout these hoes, chase the backends

Ain′t bigger talks when they cut to my Bros, spit some cap in ('Rahh!)

Wipe a nigga, then play dumb like "Wha happen?" (On God)

Okay, now I know sumn (Yuh!)

Put Lil′ GD, on the drills he'll flow sumn (Doot-doot-doot!)

Slide pure VVs in his grill, like he flow sumn

If a nigga say he out my way, then he know sumn (Smart)

Nigga, you know how we slide

Couple niggas wit' me down to catch a Homicide (′Rahh!)

We got .50s in this bitch, so don′t you fuckin' try it

We got this Blicky in this bitch, it make you open wide (′Rahh!)

We sent 'bout 50 at his shit, pull up while he was high

My boy get sticky on them hits, I heard a nigga die (Damn!)

We them type of niggas to play it dirty, we make Mamas cry (Grahh)

Bitch, shut the fuck up (Bitch)

You ain′t no mothafuckin' steppa, boy you stuck up (Silly nigga)

This beef like hamburger, help or you get stuffed up

And we ain′t tryna' up the score, nigga shut the fuck up

(On Gang, bitch!)