[Lil Flip:]
Yeaahhh
Yeaahhh
Yeaahhh
Lets take it back to the streets niggaaaaaaa
East coast
West coast
Midwest
To the dirty dirtttyyyy
Its Flip Gates
The #1 fly boy
Im strapped nigga
Lets get it poppin

[Verse 1:]
I got a brand new Mac I hope this bitch dont jam
I had to bulletproof the Lam I learned that from Cam
You want a thang got em yams go straight to Money Gram
Im from the hood so you know Im down wit any money scam
Black glocks white glocks spit like sheet rock
You know a drank on me this concert gon stop
A lot of cops at the scene tryin to shut shit down
You was a nobody but now you famous now
I be out in Chi-town wit some real OGs
Matter of fact one of them had dinner wit me
You gotta play by the rules when you on these streets
You lil niggas tryin to mimic what you see on beef
You betta

[Hook:]
Bustaclip [repeatedly w/ Lil Flip ad libs]
I cant deny it Im a straight rider
You dont wanna beef wit meee

[Verse 2:]
I know some Long Beach Crips (fo reeeall?)
I know some Englewood Bloods (bloods)
And you can ask ??? fans I got Cali love (love)
I got a strap waitin for me everytime I land
Just to send you a message Ill clap your man
Now he under white sheets like the Klu Klux Klan
You lil boys shouldnt beef wit a grown ass man
I got stripes in the hood I put in work fo real
And mentioning me will get you put in dirt fo real
How much that gramma yay bitch you carry weigh
Cause Im on this Alize and I carry cake
I came back to the streets I had to let yall know
And by the way my new deal worth 8.4
So Imma

[Hook:]
Im strapped nigga
Im strapped nigga
Im strapped nigga what about you?

[Verse 3:]
This for my Nap-town niggas all my G-town killas
The ones wit the blow and them 18 wheelers
Cross the state lines wit it on them waist line cocked
Cross lope and you know its goin doowwnnn (like Yung Joc)
40 cal 50 cal what you workin wit nigga?
Im in a Maserati what you swervin in nigga?
And when Im out in Cleveland Im f*ckin wit X
Its been bout 5 years he still holdin my tech
I be in the gun range like everyday
You betta pray no drama ever come my way
Im in the studio now wit a gun on my hip
And Im tired talkin bout the beef wit me and
You betta

[Hook]

[Lil Flip: Talkin]
This some shit for the street baby
We bust a clip everyday
You know what it is
I do what I wanna do nigga
When I feel like it nigga
Track And Productions on the muthaf*ckin track
Full Effeck is the muthaf*ckin future
Cross them niggas I shoot you nigga
Any nigga who got a gun and a chain nigga
And that dough thats a true d-boy
Cant be a dope boy without a gun and a chain
Make sure you got them extra clips nigga
But on the real nigga dont hate on a nigga when you see me pull up on that Maserati
Im done wit the muthaf*ckin Maybach
F*ck that shit nigga Im on some drop top flashy Flash Gordon type shit
Biatch BUSTACLIP!