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