Short Fuse lyrics

[Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame]
Keep hustling, dog, stay down
Keep serving nicks 'til you wear the f*cking 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 n*ggas 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 n*ggas
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 f*ckin' hollows hit you

[Interlude: Waka Flocka Flame & Eldorado Red]
Clayton County, Clayton County
Yeah, uh
Jefe, n*gga (Yeah, look)

[Verse 2: Eldorado Red]
Blood on my hands, I done got my hands dirty
n*ggas 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, n*gga, you a f*ckin' peasant
Wise guy, I got mob ties
Feds follow me around, I live a mob life
I give the order, n*ggas getting whacked
Pull up on the set, my young n*ggas got that sack
I supply the town when I come around
Me and Waka Flocka, n*gga, 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 n*gga
I make a hustle you ain't never seen, n*gga
Used to smoke reggie, now I smoke OG, n*gga
On everything I love I'll put you on your feet, n*gga
I don't need a b*tch, them free bands sleep with me
And everything I got I got it off the jugg, mister
Do what the f*ck I wanna do 'cause I'm a boss, n*gga
And every third time I serve you, take you off, n*gga
Brick Squad Monopoly, shake the dice, n*gga
Park at my place, we ain't gon' do you right, n*gga
Young Scooter, Flocka Flame, on sight, n*gga