[Verse 1: Lil Noid]
Ridin' in my car and my pockets feelin' assed out
Ran up on this sucker, caught him slippin' and without a doubt
Popped 'em in his head, he hit the ground, made a loud sound, capped 'em in the chest
Laid to rest over a pile of mess
My blood is pumpin' hard, I'm kinda greedy for that cheese, mane
Reachin' in his pocket, thinkin' big on some pocket change
Turnt 'em on his stomach, he start to vomitin' up his blood and guts
First degree in robbery, so then I headed back to the cut
Gat is in my hand and see, I'm smokin' on some B-U-D
Chicken make me tired, so then I grab a pack and snort that P
One and one is up my nose, it's feelin' like my brain on crack
Ridin' on a Bajaj 30-30, like the Skinny Mack
Scopin' out this telescope, this n***a and then I saw a bone
Cock the MAC-10 back, it's time to get 'em, yeah, this shit is on
Creepin' right behind him, held him hostage then I take his bank
Eventhough I know the lemon, mane, Lil Noid is with that game
N is for Lil Noid, makin' stangs for that bloody dough
O is puttin' 'em on the floor but mane, ya'll just don't hear me, though
I is in yo' shit and then the D is for your fuckin' death
Binghampton tell these trick what's up, hold your breath and break your self

[Chorus: Juicy J]
Break yo' self, bitch, break yo' self, bitch
Break yo' self, bitch, break yo' self, bitch
Break yo' self, bitch, break yo' self, bitch
Break yo self, bitch, break yo' self
[Verse 2: Lil Noid]
Back up on my hustle when a robbery is in pursuit
My father taught me how to play the game and so it's in my root
Taught me how to backstab, steal and make money too
So I set my father for a robbery to take his loot
Mane, it makes no difference when it comes down to that greeny-green
Make a heavy n***a sick, I get my ass in, then I'm ridin' clean
Thinkin' when I get some M-O-N-E-Y to buy some dope
So I change my method and my style, to rob some white folk
Sneaky and mischievous, I'm devious don't give a fuck
Caught some white folk slippin' in they front yard, so I stuck 'em up
Took 'em to they house they hit the carpet face down on the floor
Bitch, you livin' rich, I'm livin' poor so where that money, ho?
Made 'em spread they legs and spread they arms, they lookin' weird as hell
Once I got that cheese, I hit the door and yeah, it's time to bail