Freeze

[Chorus: T.I.]

Set it off on these suckers

See the flow, motherfucker

We goin ball on these niggas

Freeze up

Set it off with my niggas, we goin let it fly, my nigga

Talkin wreckless, bro, you better freeze up

[Verse 1: T.I., Young Dro and Shad Da God]

I ain't compremising my pimpin, just keepin all of my hoes

30 rounds and it's extended, clip can't even fit in my clothes

You can fit that thang in your clothes, I got a 12 gage in my trunk and Benz

Blow a nigga head off, take a nigga bitch

Double up, cop more shit

Niggas that move on command, 4 15s in the rubber band

And I got the 5th, no ball in hand

Through a nigga asss like on demand

Knock a nigga ass off, on the Xans

Try a nigga home, but it all depends

Talk that shit, I'll shoot you dead in the head

Knock your brains on your man

Dedicated to my bankroll, still dodgin them plane clothes

I'm still duckin them stank hoes, I'm off the chain, bitch, Jango

Jumpin out the dresser, I fuck your hoe with pressure

Nigga still wrong on the net, we goin blast ya

[Chorus: T.I.]

Set it off on these suckers

See the flow, motherfucker

We goin ball on these niggas

Freeze up

Set it off with my niggas, we goin let it fly, my nigga

Talkin wreckless, bro, you better freeze up

[Verse 2: Young Dro, T.I. and Shad Da God]

My whip insane, my clip insane

My bitch insane, I'm switchin lanes

I'm nuts, your bitch came

Try Tip, and get split, man

I'm the Hustle Gang head honcho, I couldn't complain if I wanted to

6 figures for my Cubin links, if you reach for it, get popped too

Hoes linin up for dick, like it's them grade 11s

I'm a stoner, just to do this verse, I smoke the 7

Hold up, roll this Dro up, magazine clip, roll up

Smoke a Zip, sip this drank, got a bankroll, can't fold up

[Chorus: T.I.]

Set it off on these suckers

See the flow, motherfucker

We goin ball on these niggas

Freeze up

Set it off with my niggas, we goin let it fly, my nigga

Talkin wreckless, bro, you better freeze up