We need some people that'll kill for us We need some people that'll die for us We need some bitches that'll ride for us Because this *** is so dangerous This life I live is so dangerous The people around me so dangerous The drugs around me so dangerous This money on me so dangerous This life I chose, this *** get dangerous I'm throwing so much drugs, I know this *** get dangerous I'm hanging with the dope boys, you can't hang with us When I'm going through some things, baby, fill up my cup Please just leave me alone, I wanna be in my zone In the studio late night, I don't even pick up my phone Pulling up to the crib, it's Paranoid 1 in the dome Spin the block two times, make sure you don't follow me home Pile a ticket on a ticket, me and my niggas tryna get it He said he want a chick and I told him don't think about it My niggas just get it, whatever you with, I'm with it You already know that, I'm with the big homies right now And they shining just like Kodak, I'm sipping on that, I'm floating I bought me a pocket set, I get in my motions You don't know where I've been and where I'm going I'm on Pluto right now, I'm focused We need some people that'll kill for us We need some people that'll die for us We need some bitches that'll ride for us Because this *** is so dangerous This life I live is so dangerous The people around me so dangerous The drugs around me so dangerous This money on me so dangerous When I'm laying around, strange enough to play with guns Stainless ones with cops come, put your bangers up Your favorite model, pay the buck You roll your own, they lacing yours with angel dust Spray him up, you say too much Graveyard shift, the nigga, he lay too much Pulled a pen from a hand grenade and feed it to him Looking like he ate too much Goddamn, slime bucket on your snotty nose Click, kick, left his body froze Seventeen inside the booth Like my niggas off of Hollygrove *** my blunt, I never got it rolled You a walk-in lick and you a pot of gold I be sipping on lean till my body fold ***ing with Rock is my hobby though Put your body where nobody knows You owe me five, then don't slide me four Come out, you *** up, what you hiding for? Your funeral suit by John Favardos Give me good hair like the honor roll And I got some gooey that I'ma wear I am a gang, use your honor roll Stick to the script, they don't got a code Sipping on rock, but you know we don't run out of tack Rocking Air Force Ones while I'm gripping the tack That's a Nike Tac, it's the phone line, tap pads, love to intercept Hanging with the real right, getting hit with the left We need some people that'll kill for us We need some people that'll die for us We need some bitches that gon' ride for us Because this *** is so dangerous This life I live is so dangerous The people around me so dangerous The drugs around me so dangerous This money on me so dangerous Dangerous