MOG

I'll come to your house, me an' my goons
Hit em up, hit em up
And man, I tried to talk to him, I tried to talk to him
It ain't nothin', it don't make it if you no good
That Tommy gun'll tear your neighborhood apart, boy

Throwin' up fingers sayin', "My side rule"
Fuck discussion, I ain't into it, boy
Big Uzi, just shoot the boy

Pistol lie inside of the armrest, um, yes
An' I'm in it like Bennett, hoe, aren't I cool?
I ain't even wanna hit em up, fuck it, make a nigga get loose
Hit em up, hit em up
Then the attitude switch an' the heat'll move
I ain't even wanna hit em up, fuck it, make a nigga get loose
He had too much talkin' and not enough deuce
I tried to talk to him but then a nigga had to
Hit em up, hit em up
I ain't even wanna hit em up, hit em up
Don't get close to him
All pussy, stop comin' out your lips, nigga
How does it taste? Pie to your face, you a bitch, nigga
I tried to talk him but then a nigga had to

I ain't even wanna hit em up, really, I was tryna be calm
If a nigga disagree, ask him, "Must I prove?"

I tried to talk to him, I tried to talk to him
I tried to talk to him, I tried to talk to him
I ain't even wanna hit em up, hit em up
I'm calm as a Don is supposed to be
And man, I tried to talk to him, I tried to talk to him
I ain't even wanna hit em but I hit em up
Honest, you niggaz is harmless
Hit em up, hit em up
Any motormouth could get hung high

I got that, Chiquita banana, clip for the tool
Yeah, leave your feelings in your heart, boy
I'm inside lookin' out, you just an intruder, boy
Hit em up, hit em up
But uh, that chopper rot put his head in his arms
But if that thermostat switch an' that needle move
I tried to talk to him, I tried to talk to him

Hit em up, hit em up
But I tried to talk to him but then a nigga had to
Hit em up, hit em up
But uh, that chopper rot put his head in his arms

Stop runnin' your mouth
He had too much talkin' and not enough deuce
Me, the disaster, pity the fool
He had too much talkin' and not enough deuce
And man, I tried to talk to him, I tried to talk to him

I tried to talk to him, I tried to talk to him
Loadin' up bangers, ridin' under the moon

I ain't even wanna hit em but I hit em up
I tried to talk to him, I tried to talk to him

'Nother murder, 'nother page out the notebook
I ain't even wanna hit em but I hit em up
Quit talkin', I'ma hang ya by your tongue, yea
I ain't even wanna hit em up, fuck it, make a nigga get loose
Shootouts ain't none but rock n roll to him
You need sutures on your smooches, boy
Lay a nigga down in his own mess, don't mess
Hit em up, hit em up
Hollerin' bullshit, nigga, quit the diarrhea
Hit em up, hit em up

Leave your blood on the dash, call it rosewood
No shoes, no feet, I'll run in your mouth
That Maybach coupe a cock-eyed fool

I ain't even wanna hit em up, hit em up
Y'all take them shoes off your teeth

Costa Nostra, don't ever approach him

Wit your friends to carry you alone
You can leave out here armless, no homies
Playa, fuck around wit the homeless, charmless
I ain't even wanna hit em up, really, I was tryna be calm
Real talk, boy, chill wit the talk, boy
We don't fuck wit niggaz like fungi
Start with the wrong boy, you end wit a stone, boy

I just get to it, let's do it, rip through a boy

We don't even hear ya
But uh, that chopper rot put his head in his arms
Eat a catastrophe, swallow the truth, belch reality
I ain't even wanna hit em up, really, I was tryna be calm
To a concrete mattress an' a fluffy tombstone