I brought four, five guns inside the club with me Who gon’ fuck with me? I brought twenty bitches on the sprinter bus with me Who gon’ fuck today? Ha My whole crew gon’ fuck today And I brought four, five guns inside the club with me Who gon’ fuck with me? I brought twenty bitches on the sprinter bus with me Who gon’ fuck today? Ha My whole crew gon’ fuck today
I got in the club with a thirty Security ain’t really search me We a hundred deep on purpose When they see us they get nervous We just came to shut the club down I started rap and put the drugs down Call my nigga, he the plug now I said call my nigga, he the plug now He the plug now, haha (Turn up, turn up) We take them pounds and stuff ’em in a rental We fly to california and we send ’em Say what you want, just tell me what you spendin’ I still will pull up and serve you out the window I just made a play on the way to the shows So it’s fuck the show money, I ain’t really trippin’ And I just caught a case ’cause I tried to go get on a plane And forgot that I still had my pistol Shoutout to my lawyer, I’m still on probation So I’m tryin’ to stay out the way, I be chillin’ A whole lot of fake niggas showin’ fake love But I ain’t really bothered, I ain’t really trippin’ A whole lot of gangsters be actin’ like women They get on the internet, typin’ their feelings When you see me out, just remember
That I brought four, five guns inside the club with me Who gon’ fuck with me? I brought twenty bitches on the sprinter bus with me Who gon’ fuck today? Ha My whole crew gon’ fuck today And I brought four, five guns inside the club with me Who gon’ fuck with me? I brought twenty bitches on the sprinter bus with me Who gon’ fuck today? Ha My whole crew gon’ fuck today