1] Uh, In the goin ham again Fuckin with dem like Cam and dem Ill tell you the word when the tan is in We dem niggas on the curb dem hammers and Whole brick throw it on a beam It get hectic we gon stretch it a limousine no question if I touch it then its Mr.Clean I be reppin in yo me my nigga Keem Ghost boys, in a nigga I bread I aint talkin toast nigga Whole team of killers, Im the nigga Presidential on my wrist, now take ya votes Rookie of the year, cookies in the I got bad bitches thatll get it there If you dont wanna get it we gon em there If its then Omelly comin in a Lear Bricksquad, like and dem If its gucci D.Howard get a block for dem I dont touch I just leave it up to and dem Mill started wasnt chopper we was poppin den
Lean wit it, wit it Throw some up in the pot wit it Microwave or we gon we gon pop it When it get right we drop that ice and it lock wit it I em lean wit it, rock wit it Throw some up in the pot wit it Microwave or we gon we gon pop it When it get we drop that ice and make it lock wit it, Ughh!
2] I made a off a mixtape Nigga get ya straight Im sellin that raw shit, you sellin that whip up a whole bird until I make my wrist ache When I up to the club you shouldve seen ya bitch face, Ughh! Fitfy in my pocket Nigga, I got the in my pocket Im money fast in my pocket Said its lookin like I got Nicki ass in my Talkin Ass Ass Ass Ass, all I get is cash Club lit my last tag, bought a fast Jag The way these bitches wavin at me, you would think a cab Wondered why u hatin on me, wit cho mad ass Rollie on me cost a whole Killers with me go no pics groupie bitches aint got no sense So we make a on dem bitches no script
3] Thirty-six treat it a dirty bitch Cuz I hit it and then send it to the other Call me anything call me by my government Cuz when Im out chea in the we be sellin bricks Half these niggas in my hood be on tellin shit We be on if you snitchin crack ya melon shit If I aint rockin with the Smith its shit Papi bring em on the boat they know we sellin wit it, rock wit it Mac. 11 in the lot wit it Seven fifty busy wit a box in it So when they pull us over dont find dem Glocks in it