This is a song about "What your gonna get"

But that throat she got have a nigga stuck

Like a prisoner your gonna get shackled up

I bet that mirror gon show you

One, two, what you gonna do

Posters on the wall, posted on my balls

And how they gonna get off

No matter what city or town your in you're gonna get screwed

The owner bout to prosecute, the niggas tell her that she's cute

Punch through your head get a mind i've what i just said

You smell the ounce, i ain't even in ya house yet

Im here to get personal an slaughter you, maybe your daughter to, be scared of what ill do

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

Get your bars up man this is just what i planned

Not a drink -- two chicks that flip acid fast

Your gonna gratify

So y'all niggas can fly