You n****s in trouble You n****s in trouble You n****s in trouble You n****s in trouble Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed Uh, ooh, can of the dead Bow, bow, we heard what you said We heard what you said If I wasn't trappin', I'd be wrappin' up them bundles If I wasn't rappin', I'd be trappin' out the condo Nah, for real, no cap, my money long like Anaconda Nah, for real, no cap, I keep a set like Sabaton If you think about runnin' with that, then you in trouble If you think about runnin' with that, then you in trouble You n****s in trouble You n****s in trouble Nah, for real, no cap, my money long like Anaconda You n****s in trouble You n****s in trouble If you think about runnin' with that, then you in trouble Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed Uh, ooh, can of the dead Uh, ooh, can of the dead Gang bang, slang, can't hell run Half a ton, Purple Haze, can't run Plays off a Samsung, gettin' the job done If I go jog at night, call it a mile run You know what I did last night? Cause I gave her all one You n****s in trouble Right chain by the double Got dangs by the double Do everything but cut em' Mic by a bowling alley I got mine out the gutter Fully automatic And it don't, don't stutter Rah! You n****s in trouble You n****s in trouble Nah, for real, no cap, my money long like Anaconda You n****s in trouble You n****s in trouble If you think about runnin' with that, then you in trouble Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed Uh, ooh, can of the dead Uh, ooh, can of the dead Hop out the bed and I'm counting them faces I jump out the whip and them bitches start fainting Those twenties or fifties, check Benjamin Franklin Block or lock, I'm in Kurt Angle I keep the bag on my brother, my partner Don't fuck with no strangers, they tryna get famous I put the hood on my back when these niggas Couldn't do nothing but love it, but niggas still hatin' Know they ain't real, but these niggas gon' fake it And if they got a problem, my niggas gon' straighten it Niggas debating, they hatin', they plottin', they waitin' They want my ice till I come take it Happy for 10 minutes, I couldn't make it Now I'm doing shows out of state and the nation My mama told me I gotta stay humble But don't be too ready, you gotta have patience Dropping them bangles, bangles, bangles Double cup stuff from Texas Ranger One in the chamber, I shoot a hundred, ride cool like Will Chamberlain Go to the top and I'm gon' bring the gang in Bitch, do anything to get famous My wrist, toss me a brick in this fridge I'm rich, but I did not let it change Statistics say that you niggas ain't gangsta You niggas in trouble, you niggas in trouble Not for real though, kept my money long like Anaconda You niggas in trouble, you niggas in trouble If you think a drop run in with that, then you is in trouble