[Verse 1 - Bow Uh, to my on time out Now I'm with my new bitch, knocking her out Rolling up more kush, waitress a bottle though Homie with a lot of niggas, a couple model hoes I party hard Charlie Sheen to Ferraris, and driving Cash money, young money, you already know i get it popping ask lady out the garden when I want to like Jay-Z Right now, killing em, broad of hoes, em Treat em like sites, you know that I'm drilling them Half these rappers soft as f-ck, I swear to god they fitting in Me and chris aint house, in Miami hit In the buy the bar out bring the cars out Hey, where youre coming from Bow? off the movie set (uhhhh-ohhhh) yeah, theres another Now these haters Rappers twice my age aint done what done yet I aint even done yet, just the beginning Stepping out that G4, here some new linen fresh Yes, I'm the f-cking best through life, with no regrets Shit, I aint tripping, no, you I be chilling Rico, where you buy shit, doggy got me wigged Yeah, my up, and you play what? Do something and I ya Rearrange your face, and let body guard that would repair it I'm the best is and the best there was Like Bret Hart, paul bart, with no My bank account and my ethics, thats what setting us apart Heat game, courtside, me and all my Kick em out, clean, my body guards talk triggers My paper on diamonds, your paper on F-ck all my who tend to be telling me Shit, begging me, screaming with there out But I dont get no hand out, put me in a room and me stand out
[Verse 2 - Chris Yeah look, BBC on my head, f-ck a nigga, act like a up Everybody know you're a pussy, little nigga get soul up Niggas say they friends, bow wizzle, thats a real nigga And I'm about to go in, time to niggas wanna talk about naked pics Here, you can shake my hand, you can my dick june swang low, and my dick hit the when I take a piss I'm talking porno, I'm outy five, doggy hit the uh Then I'm blowing four O's Yeah, in the with four hoes mix a Nuvo with the no doughs See, gotta pull a all nighter, paper planes, got em like a sky diver Yeah and now im fucking with em niggas Red and blue nigga, r&b, so whats good I'm out of line, yup yup, I should, nigga Try to swing, I dare you, I wish you would Wow, let me calm All these suckers mad cause I took shine now I'm at the top now, aint about to climb You need to give it up, aint to whine down
[Verse 3 - Bow Why all up in my B.I Kush and O, I ya so stressed out, cause this business will kill ya We get it, paper, fuck haters, fuck blogs Fuck yall, standing tall, retaliation, sit on Chris is the of RnB, me hella prince of hip hop We got it on lock, and we on tour, thats more money when I get bored Tatted up like a mother to God its too easy Yeah, my neck and wrist Wizzle or Bow Weezy You already know nigga, out to the O nigga You I be repping Smoke of depression, homie there aint no question Get in the business, just put me in to test it
I'm the man in this Fuck a flow at least a band in this bitch I'm the man in bitch Bout to at least a hundred bands in this bitch