(Chorus – Juicy J)
I’m in the club throwing bread with my savages
Got this lil bi**h on some ratchet s**t
This ain’t no accident, bi**h you been having that, I keep that thing on the passenger
I’m in the club throwing bread with my savages
Got this lil bi**h on some ratchet s**t
This ain’t no accident, she know I’m having it, now this lil bi**h in my passenger
I’m in the trap blowing dope with the savages
You need a pound if you matching it
That’s how you smoke when you having it
3, 5, 11 joints that I be passing
I’m in the trap pouring drink with the savages
2 pints or better imagine it
That ain’t no drink, you ain’t having it
Can’t finesse me ni**a, I ain’t having it
(Verse 1 – Juicy J)
What it is? What it do?
She gotta f**k the whole crew
My bi**h ain’t a Christian
But I keep her in the Loub’s
Don’t try to walk in my shoes, like the rest of these fools
You can’t do what I do, you might end up on the news
In the club with them savages, we come from moving them packages
In the hood they be clapping s**t
Bi**h I invented the ratchet s**t
We on that trapping s**t, we on that rapping s**t, ni**as be mad cause we having it
Could find me posted with the baddest bi**h
She gon go and get her badder bi**h
Pass it to my younging, look at that assist
Smoking that gas I ain’t passing it
Keep one on me, I ain’t with the lacking s**t
How you trapping, you ain’t even packing s**t
This chopper won’t but the MAC’ll fit
You ain’t killing s**t, you ain’t whacking s**t
Get the f**k on with that acting s**t
Get my pimping on, I’ll smack a bi**h
(Chorus – Juicy J)
I’m in the club throwing bread with my savages
Got this lil bi**h on some ratchet s**t
This ain’t no accident, bi**h you been having that, I keep that thing on the passenger
I’m in the club throwing bread with my savages
Got this lil bi**h on some ratchet s**t
This ain’t no accident, she know I’m having it, now this lil bi**h in my passenger
I’m in the trap blowing dope with the savages
You need a pound if you matching it
That’s how you smoke when you having it
3, 5, 11 joints that I be passing
I’m in the trap pouring drink with the savages
2 pints or better imagine it
That ain’t no drink, you ain’t having it
Can’t finesse me ni**a, I ain’t having it
(Verse 2 – Young Nudy)
Double cup dripping and slipping and everybody know they f**k with slums
Anybody try to try the slums
Slums gon let a f**king bullet fly
Before this here, when I made it right
Dollar bet with the ave
Middle finger with the fire
Bi**h I come from the 6
East Atlanta ni**a, North of the bricks
You moving the s**t, then you selling the s**t
You tell my body then you…the s**t
After be living in life, a young ni**a from the dirt life
Son Nudy live a rough life, stick got a ni**a upright
If you don’t look like the
Ask around ni**a, I run the five
I’ll have alot of ni**as pull up with fire
You talking that s**t somebody gonna die
I am the ni**a in the screet
Me with the 30 hanging on
And I keep a bi**h with me
Know she bad with a double cup filled with me
(Chorus – Juicy J)
I’m in the club throwing bread with my savages
Got this lil bi**h on some ratchet s**t
This ain’t no accident, bi**h you been having that, I keep that thing on the passenger
I’m in the club throwing bread with my savages
Got this lil bi**h on some ratchet s**t
This ain’t no accident, she know I’m having it, now this lil bi**h in my passenger
I’m in the trap blowing dope with the savages
You need a pound if you matching it
That’s how you smoke when you having it
3, 5, 11 joints that I be passing
I’m in the trap pouring drink with the savages
2 pints or better imagine it
That ain’t no drink, you ain’t having it
Can’t finesse me ni**a, I ain’t having it
