Short Fuse

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame] Keep hustling, dog, stay down Keep serving nicks 'til you wear the fucking crown On my side of town it goes down Shop with you three times and rob your ass the fourth Pack in, so these young niggas working Pulled up on your block in the Maybach with boss curtains Never could be broke with a loaded pistol Stay down in the trap 'til the laws get you Uh, ayy, shout out to the real niggas Hoes is showing my jewelry, fans snapping pictures I got money, I got guns and I'm 'bout the issue May the Lord be with you when them fuckin' hollows hit you [Interlude: Waka Flocka Flame & Eldorado Red] Clayton County, Clayton County Yeah, uh Jefe, nigga (Yeah, look) [Verse 2: Eldorado Red] Blood on my hands, I done got my hands dirty Niggas went to playing games, so we went to murkin' Gun fights, court trials No witnesses, so they had to throw it out 'Til the death of me I'ma be a living legend Rich crest king, nigga, you a fuckin' peasant Wise guy, I got mob ties Feds follow me around, I live a mob life I give the order, niggas getting whacked Pull up on the set, my young niggas got that sack I supply the town when I come around Me and Waka Flocka, nigga, we gon' gun you down [Verse 3: Young Scooter] I was born in a family full of drug dealers Started sellin' dope as a young nigga I make a hustle you ain't never seen, nigga Used to smoke reggie, now I smoke OG, nigga On everything I love I'll put you on your feet, nigga I don't need a bitch, them free bands sleep with me And everything I got I got it off the jugg, mister Do what the fuck I wanna do 'cause I'm a boss, nigga And every third time I serve you, take you off, nigga Brick Squad Monopoly, shake the dice, nigga Park at my place, we ain't gon' do you right, nigga Young Scooter, Flocka Flame, on sight, nigga