[Verse 1: This thang all the way on my got thang beaten the trunk loose I'm on a big ass bottle of beast on ocean spray cranberry juice And I strongly suggest that you don't sit in my Cause the slap is so severe, and the excruciation My my pop your ear possibly collapse yo lung What color is exterior? The same as grey poupon What is you a Yeah but not Lebron Then what kind of baller are you? The that sell heroin The kind that lives his life illegal, gun and desert eagle Mobster like Bugsy Siegel I to 40 music Don't fuck with too many people mane most of them fake See Feezy be speaking on some shit I can relate When I was in the shoe they see Desus what got me My from the Brass to put me up on due, uhh The grit quitting my hustle'll never pause UH OH! come the law I got dope in my draws BEATCH! x2] We be grinding seven days a week, heat the front seat hella corners in my new school, one deep Every hood I'm in I get from the plug And i probably sold your family member (drugs) [Verse 2: How much can a man make? I'm on the block cooking chickens with the And my fan base love to get with me Get tipsy set they own self a Mickeys Get em Beaver he be Send the whole fifty clip through ya Got a knot pocket full of Benjamin's movin bricks like I'm try'na a pyramid 40 glock with the dot And I can make mash potatoes outta tots Ask ya parking; I don't like to talk alot Block move like James, and Chris 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 they smell it when I it up Nigga x2] We be seven days a week, heat under the front seat Bendin hella in my new school, one deep hood I'm in I get love from the plug And i probably sold family member drugs (drugs) [Verse 3: What you do for a a little bit of this a little bit of that If I ain't got it I know where to get it or I can take it to where at I can probably get'chu a deal, get'cha thirty percent off the Depending on how many you want, and how you know that a hustler got Fuckin' right now y'all beefing, then circling yo Came to the right place, I got fresh out the box Can a foosy grape, if you want me too I can But I gotta be honest with'chu it's goin you twenty grand And a build with the gumble bout two, I was thought with the best See Raul been a neighborhood iron chef since Raul stay clockin' loo, boys in blue gotta clue ain't never pop comp with a spoon or residue Well about some weed you got it I beg your pardon I gotta hella connections my Negro my people got garden a fake ID or benefit card 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 hella corners in my new school, one deep Every hood I'm in I get love from the And i probably sold your member drugs (drugs)