On McAfee
 作词 : Destin Route
 作曲 : Destin Route
 Bitch

 Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
 Three in the back, two in the front
 One in my lap, two in the trunk
 Who got the strap? Who got the pump?
 Open the cap, open the door, yeah-huh
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
 Three in the back, two in the front
 One in my lap, two in the trunk
 Who got the K? I got the drac
 Caught with, pulled in, lil' JID got pull, yeah, huh

 Lil' dawg with a bite in the bark
 A nice heart niggas abuse and turned to dark
 The nighthawk lookin' for food and look at the booty
 Nicer, baby, the bougie bitch look good with the light off
 He bust real dope moves, one dope boy, two loose screws
 Three bad black lil' niggas said "**** school"
 **** them, **** you, **** dudes up
 Tough dudes get touched too
 Ash to ash, and dust to dust, you best to bust to rusty, dusty, if you rush me (Man, slow the beat down)
 Yeah, pullin' up well, he got his heat and his hooligans there
 Who brought the beef and the food for the bear?
 Who got the fever, the heat it can shoot in the air
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh (I'm from the, bitch, bitch)
 Bitch, I'm from the Eastside, you can see the street sign
 Never seen a peace sign, hell yeah
 Said he finna respawn, shootin' out of a Nissan
 Put that boy to sleep now, hell yeah
 Nigga, **** twelve, they be jockin' the player
 Lil' Glock .9, let it pop in the air
 Ninja Turtle Raphael when they caught a shell
 Better say a prayer when he walkin' to jail
 They said he walk it like he talk it, then he walkin' it well
 They said he 'bout to tuck a shank and he ain't tuckin' his tail
 He train well, wheel train goin' off of the rails
 Same thing, gang bang, he ain't stock for bail

 Three in the back, two in the front
 One in my lap, two in the trunk
 Who got the K? I got the drac
 Caught with, pulled in, lil' JID got pull

 You nigga runnin', now you not safe
 I'm from Bleveland, nigga, that was BK
 Walkin' down Ave with that drac
 These [?] made it out of here
 Nigga mad that I got that pay
 I'm gone, bitch, hahaha, yeah
 Uh, look

 I'm from the East, look at the streets, lookin' for peace, yeah
 He was in a Nissan, never put the heat down, givin' niggas beat down, yeah-yeah-yeah
 Bitch comin' in the night like thief when it's sleep time, he be on creep now, hell yeah
 Tell you from the fest now, hell yeah
 They done let the beast die hell yeah, hell yeah
 Trippin', I gotta get out of the city
 Lot of shit I been dealin' with makin' money, makin' enemies
 My lots of time tick and tockin' until infinity
 I'm feelin' fine, real good, I'm lookin' physically fortified
 Fifty feet tall, a hundred wide
 I jump high and run fast, a hundred miles
 My nigga still in the hood, he just one of the guys
 He gettin' sick of the bull, wanted a hundred thousand
 But he be good, a hundred rounds, a hundred down
 A bloodhound, I think that nigga a blood now
 He bang guns and take crumbs, he bugged out
 Don't even try and show him another route
 He been thuggin' since a youngin'
 You know that we seen it comin'
 Since park ball days, out the way
 Get mad, fight niggas, walkin' off crazy
 Play with him and all he would say is
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh