Lyrics

As soon as the night start
I’m stomping off to the kwik mark
40 on my mind and I’m fiening to get drunk
Where my homies at I'm calling up short fuze
He got the bud I got the brew we finna see what we can get in to
Saguaro mob is the only clique
That get faded out the ass and still be banging out hits
Them other busters ain’t shit all they do is talk
While I'm walking the walk up to they face and sock em in the jaw
DTV hit my line we got a party
So I'm rolling 4 deep in the Saturn wit my buddies
To the south side
In the function getting blunted
Where the shawtys be stuntin and playa hataz steady frontin
It’s the same old thing all these lames in my face
Talkin bout Allen gun let me get a feature on your next tape
I’m like hell nah homie you another mid
And if it ain’t wit the mob I can’t fuck wit it
All of a sudden I hear fighting in the kitchen
It’s two drunk ass hoes typical AZ bitches
They gotta fuck up the vibe the situation got dire
When the strap came out was in the middle of the crossfire
Runnin and screaming I’m shoving hoes steady bobbing and weaving
Three hundred people out the house in a matter of minutes
The cops is coming and I’m running as fast as I can
My forty almost empty time for another plan
I’m back in the whip but my homies is gone
Got separated in the confusion of what’s going on
I’m finna bounce now back into my town
U-P-T Chandler AZ Home of the G's mothafucka