[Intro] 
Uhhhhh 
Yeah 
Uhhhhh 
Yeah 

[Verse 1] 
I'm a straight guerilla with it, cold hearted killa wit it 
Any nigga gettin' outta line can get it 
I make it hot, mothafuckas freeze up when I come through 
Mac-10, thirty two shot clip in my snorkel 
I might smile and say whats up but I don't fuck with you niggas 
My rap money slow up, I'll run up on you niggas 
I'm on the edge, I'm just waitin' on a nigga to push me 
Put my hand on my strap, what you lookin' at pussy 
We ain't buddies, we ain't partners and we damn sure ain't friends 
So much chrome on my Benz, you see ya face in my rims 
If your bitch wanna roll, I'ma let her get in 
I don't play but I'm a playa till the mothafuckin' end [gunshots] 

[Chorus x2] 
I got no pickup lines 
I stay on the grind 
I tell the hoes all the time 
Bitch get in my car (Bitch get in) 
I got my 64, ridin' on Dayton spokes 
And when I open that do' 
Bitch get in my car 

[Verse 2] 
Don't tell me you don't know that, uhh I'm the shyiiit 
Now you better watch ya girl mayn, I leave with ya bitch 
I ain't shiting these hoes, man I'm bout my paper 
If your bitch really bout it nigga I'm gon' take her 
Backseat of my jeep, fuck till I fuck up her make up 
Take her to the Diamond District, introduce her to Jacob 
Tell her if she like me she should keep me icey 
My game fuck with a bitch brain till she think she wifey 
Spent a life savings in a day, cause she likes me 
Committment for me, uhh nah not likely 
When I with Vivica, I thought I was onto somethin' 
But then the next week, nah man it was nothin' [gunshots] 

[Chorus x2] 
I got no pickup lines 
I stay on the grind 
I tell the hoes all the time 
Bitch get in my car (Bitch get in) 
I got my 64, ridin' on Dayton spokes 
And when I open that do' 
Bitch get in my car 

[Verse 3] 
Look into the windows of my soul, the eyes never lie 
They blood shot red, its gaunja in my system, I'm high 
First its pain when you lust for love, then its smooth and calm 
Feel the rush, like a needles in your arm 
Its a cold world baby girl, lovin' me is not enough 
Find out when you fuckin' broke, love won't get you on the bus 
Man you should see the pretty bitches that be sexin' me 
They suck cock that make 'em hot, I just let 'em stand next to me 
Hundred percent thug, freak too, I'll taste your love 
69's the position, your mouths full baby huhhhh? 
My conversations so deep, I get in your head 
Next thing you know, you yawnin', turnin' over and I'm in the bed [gunshots] 

[Chorus x2] 
I got no pickup lines 
I stay on the grind 
I tell the hoes all the time 
Bitch get in my car (Bitch get in) 
I got my 64, ridin' on Dayton spokes 
And when I open that do' 
Bitch get in my car 

[Outro] 
Hahaha 
Quit playin' bitch get it 
You know you wanna ride with a nigga 
50 Cent 
G-G-G-G-G-Unit 
[Gunshots]