911 (Explicit)

God forgives I don't

In other words retaliation is a must

[Hook]

I bow my head I pray to God

Survival of the fittest: help me hold my chopper Lord

If I die today on the highway to heaven

Can I let my top down in my 911

In my 911 In my 911 In my 911 In my 911

Financial fanatic 40 bricks in my attic

400K in my baggage 80 round automatic

You can't stop a bullet this one for the money

Secret indictments Porsche costs me 200

[Verse 1]

F**k all these broke niggas cause all I do is ball

Ain't no more off days my crib look like a mall

Fired the stylist went and bought a big and tall

Niggas still scheming we sliding on the mall

I remember picking watermelons

Now the Porsche cost me a quarter million

If I die tonight I know I'm coming back ni**a

Reincarnated: big black fat ni**a

[Hook]

I bow my head I pray to God

Survival of the fittest: help me hold my chopper Lord

If I die today on the highway to heaven

Can I let my top down in my 911

In my 911 In my 911 In my 911 In my 911

Financial fanatic 40 bricks in my attic

400K in my baggage 80 round automatic

You can't stop a bullet this one for the money

Secret indictments Porsche costs me 200

[Verse 2]

F**k your investigation started my elevation

Cherry red 911 straight to my destination

Mayweather got a fight make me some reservations

Knew I flew private ni**a strapped with no hesitations

Boochie Boochie money long he got 20 cars

Graduated from them blocks now it's stocks and bonds

Hoes wanna know hoes wanna show

They know a ni**a's name they know a ni**a's strong

F**k with me

[Hook]

I bow my head I pray to God

Survival of the fittest: help me hold my chopper Lord

If I die today on the highway to heaven

Can I let my top down in my 911

In my 911 In my 911 In my 911 In my 911

Financial fanatic 40 bricks in my attic

400K in my baggage 80 round automatic

You can't stop a bullet this one for the money

Secret indictments Porsche costs me 200

[Verse 3]

F**k your insinuation work come from Venezuela

Love me some skinny b**ches fat boy just 'bout his paper

Hustle while niggas gossip hating that switch the topic

Jump in my 911 2 bricks in my compartment

She let me smell her p**sy

I know you smell the money

Still smell the gunpowder

911 - 100 miles and running

[Hook]

I bow my head I pray to God

Survival of the fittest: help me hold my chopper Lord

If I die today on the highway to heaven

Can I let my top down in my 911

In my 911 In my 911 In my 911 In my 911

I bow my head I pray to God

Survival of the fittest: help me hold my chopper Lord

If I die today on the highway to heaven

Can I let my top down in my 911

In my 911 In my 911 In my 911 In my 911