I Got

[Intro: Juicy J]

Yeah, nigga, you hear them motherfuckin' rubies, man, you know what I'm sayin'? Hittin' up against each other, nigga

Yeah, man, just bought a couple of houses right there, man

In Beverly Hills, nigga

Yeah, we don't worry 'bout the past, man, we move forward, man

You know what I'm sayin'?

New money, new hoes, new bags (Boy)

You get it, you dig?

[Chorus: Young Nudy]

Hangin' with my dogs bloody red

Cat, meow, hell on these niggas, cats

I got racks, big racks, boy, your racks

Your racks lil' as hell, my racks look like a shoe-case

I got AK

'Ply the play (Pow, pow, pow), all day

I don't get no sleep

Molly got me geeked

AK-47, .223

And I got MP

I will shoot you straight up off your feet

[Verse 1: Young Nudy]

Fuck around and run it up

All these rappers runnin' funny as fuck

I be gettin' bigger bucks

All y'all niggas lame as fuck

Y'all niggas ain't nothin' like us

Nigga wanna be us

Not part of the Bermuda, nigga

None of y'all niggas some shooters, nigga

We pull up and, nigga, we do you, nigga

Aim at medulla, nigga

Knock that motherfucker off, man down, yeah, Medusa, nigga

Flexin', ballin', pussy niggas

I would hate to be one of you broke ass niggas

Damn, you make me laugh

Walk around with lot of damn cash

Thirty thousand in my fuckin' pants

Thirty make my fuckin' pants sag

I know you mad, I am not

Pull up in that hellcat, poppin' shots

[Chorus: Young Nudy]

Hangin' with my dogs bloody red

Cat, meow, hell on these niggas, cats

I got racks, big racks, boy, your racks

Your racks lil' as hell, my racks look like a shoe-case

I got AK

'Ply the play (Pow, pow, pow), all day

I don't get no sleep

Molly got me geeked

AK-47, .223 (Mafia)

And I got MP

I will shoot you straight up off your feet

[Verse 2: Juicy J]

Okay, it's Juice man, I'm off two Xans (Two Xans)

My blunt mixed with two strands (Two strands)

My cup worth 'bout two bands (Two bands)

Nigga, what you doin'? (Doin')

Coonin' and buffoonin', I got all these bitches choosin'

I got basketball money, bitch, and I ain't even hoopin'

And I got big racks on me

Bitch, I'm loaded

Rubber band business, can't fold it

Bitch, bust it open

Take a snap and post it

I'm in the Mulsanne, ho, smokin' dope

[Chorus: Young Nudy]

Hangin' with my dogs bloody red

Cat, meow, hell on these niggas, cats

I got racks, big racks, boy, your racks

Your racks lil' as hell, my racks look like a shoe-case

I got AK

'Ply the play (Pow, pow, pow), all day

I don't get no sleep

Molly got me geeked

AK-47, .223

And I got MP

I will shoot you straight up off your feet

[Outro]

(Boy)