NWA - Yung Booke, Shad Da God, T.I.

I woke up this morning, and caught me a case

Pussy motherfucker tryna fuck up my day

Hoggin up the lane, like «get the fuck out my way»

Screamin «fuck 12», like NWA

Whole lotta money, the bitch came with that

Got pints on the front seat, yeah, I ride with that

Told her I don’t wanna fuck, but she persistent with it

My bitch out in Atlanta, I put her back in her place

That where I’m from, my hood in the place

That Ruger 9, sit right there on my waist

If a nigga playin, Imma catch me a case

Got them bankrolls on me, like «fuck a Visa»

I told you everything, but them police, yeah

I scuba dive in the pussy, aquafina

No joke with the scope, spot a nigga like a Chita

No car that I cop don’t got a push button to start

Got my hoodie on, I feel like Trayvon Marton

A nigga with an aditude, I’m not no regular artist

I gotta cock my pistol back, a nigga dangerous

I woke up this morning, and caught me a case

Pussy motherfucker tryna fuck up my day

Hoggin up the lane, like «get the fuck out my way»

Screamin «fuck 12», like NWA

Whole lotta money, the bitch came with that

Got pints on the front seat, yeah, I ride with that

Told her I don’t wanna fuck, but she persistent with it

Woke up quick, a bankhead in the Chevy with a couple of goons

Gotta get payed before the day begin

Baby mama keep bitchin about my friends

Pull up in the trap, move a couple of dimes

Just got his head busted for a bottle of wine

Gettin high, you can get what you asked for

Just yell 12 for the police and the task force

Breakin the spead limit, jumpin in the Phantom

Can’t let them catch me, on my worent, that’s my second offence

OK I’m trappin, but I’m payin my probation with this

Dope boys in the hood, man, we stay in some shit

I woke up this morning, and caught me a case

Pussy motherfucker tryna fuck up my day

Hoggin up the lane, like «get the fuck out my way»

Screamin «fuck 12», like NWA

Whole lotta money, the bitch came with that

Got pints on the front seat, yeah, I ride with that

Told her I don’t wanna fuck, but she persistent with it

If you fuck on the first night, that mean you a hoe

Bitch I ain’t heard of you, I just focus on gettin my doe

We on that street money grind, I pour a fuckinn 4

Bankroll in my pocket right now, I could buy like 4 hoes

She say she only fuck with bosses, cause she came from bosses

I turn around, and ask what that Lean cost

My chain, my watch and my motherfuckin ring

Boss stand with the Glock, and my trap phone ring

Back to back on them trucks, like we from Harlem

Sellin dope, I pull up for them dollars

I woke up this morning, and caught me a case

Pussy motherfucker tryna fuck up my day

Hoggin up the lane, like «get the fuck out my way»

Screamin «fuck 12», like NWA

Whole lotta money, the bitch came with that

Got pints on the front seat, yeah, I ride with that

Told her I don’t wanna fuck, but she persistent with it