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