[Verse 1: This thang all the way on my got this thang beaten the loose I'm on a big ass of beast on some ocean spray cranberry juice And I suggest that you don't sit in my transportation the slap is so severe, and the beats excruciation My amps my pop your ear collapse yo lung What color is exterior? The same as grey poupon What is you a baller? but not Lebron Then what kind of baller are The kind that sell heroin The kind lives his life illegal, toted gun and desert eagle Mobster like Bugsy Siegel I listen to 40 fuck with too many people mane most of them rappers fake See Feezy be speaking on some shit I can relate When I was in the shoe they see Desus what got me My nigga from the to put me up on due, uhh The grit don't quitting my never pause UH OH! Here come the law I got dope in my BEATCH! x2] We be grinding days a week, heat under the front seat Bendin hella corners in my new school, one Every hood I'm in I get from the plug And i probably sold family member drugs (drugs) [Verse 2: How much can a man make? I'm on the block cooking chickens the pancakes And my fan base to get high with me Get tipsy set they own self a Mickeys Get em he be militant Send the whole fifty through ya ligaments Got a knot pocket full of Benjamin's movin like I'm try'na build a pyramid 40 glock with the dot And I can make mash potatoes outta tater Ask ya parking; I don't really to talk alot Block move like James, Wade and Bosh Let's get it I'm the real with the plug I play I'm the nigga man I run the club Keep it rough I'm the mayor doing hella Pass puff and smell it when I light it up Nigga x2] We be grinding seven days a week, under the front seat Bendin hella corners in my new school, one Every hood I'm in I get love the plug And i probably sold your family drugs (drugs) [Verse 3: What you do for a living a little bit of a little bit of that If I ain't got it I where to get it or I can take it to where it's at I can probably get'chu a deal, get'cha thirty off the sack Depending on how many you want, and how much you know a hustler got Fuckin' right now y'all beefing, then yo block Came to the right place, I got chops out the box Can have a grape, if you want me too I can But I gotta be honest with'chu it's goin cost you grand And a build with the gumble bout two, I was with the best Raul See Raul been a neighborhood iron since 1982 Raul stay clockin' loo, in blue ain't gotta clue Raul ain't never pop with a spoon or residue Well what about some you got it I beg your pardon I gotta hella connections my Negro my they got garden Need a fake ID or benefit times is hard You know Christmas is coming up, I got them cards x2] We be seven days a week, heat under the front seat Bendin hella corners in my new school, one Every I'm in I get love from the plug And i probably sold your family drugs (drugs)