Fa sho this for my K.C. That did ten in tha pen 'Bout to spit this for ya fool
These niggas understand that he tha man (And on the down low I'm sellin' birds they tell me that) niggas don't understand that he tha man (And on the down low I'm still birds they tell me that)
I need me a lick, to up on a hundred G's (How B?) Movin' these kees (Where B?) Run 'em in U.P.T. (And who run 'em?) Tha and my B.G.
You gotta 'em (That is my lady) Four golds and I'm out baby
I hit my safe for a hundred and G's (Why nigga?) Orderin' for 20 (Street value?) Two hundred and G's (And yo profit?) A lick for a G's
My people, baby 'bout to bring us heavy Snow white Mama told me have to go on that all night flight breakin' two hundred I'm breakin' Q.B's Ziploc 'em up and send 'em to U.P.T.
Never seen a triple beam and so yay On his porch stairs, nothin' but One hundred G's ease now that's no big drama I keep packin' shit to keep lil' Mama Too many kees bringin' rats and and Cadillacs But through thick and thin, V.L. got my
These niggas understand that he tha man (And on the down low I'm still sellin' birds tell me that) These don't understand that he tha man (And on the down low I'm still birds they tell me that)
Fuckin' break these kees to quarter kees Let Vamp run 'em all in the Ward U.P.T. K.C. drop this on my B.G. (Tear da kee)
Bring me nigga a hundred G's Nigga get yo (Nigga I got my shit) Ready to yo shit? (I'm to pop my shit)
I'ma take yo breath, introduce you to When you get to hell, tell 'em I can follow map Tired of flippin' hustlas, I wanna flip some G's So what's up wit' (Graduated kees)
We gone make this shit happen, we gone em out Uptown And we gone bring and sprinkle a bit We ride Lexus with interiors, MoMos or Slim got the coke in a wayside barrel for (Got the for 11-5)
to the B.G. I might do it for a even 5 Nigga I ball and people don't know it, 'cuz I show it The only way to find out is if you come and it 'Cuz I don't with no hoe or no show I wear my polo and get a bucket and it on the down low
These niggas don't understand he tha man (And on the down low I'm sellin' birds they tell me that) niggas don't understand that he tha man (And on the down low I'm still sellin' birds they me that)
out her, money and the powder Nigga move the shit from Uptown to Who got the sprinkle to yo ass wrinkle? Dope and O.G's bout to take a tango
in a bucket supreme, young hoes dream Cash rules everything in town, know I mean? Snowin' like Alaska, wanted in Bitch tried to testify I blast her
K's and the ammo, modern-day Got a some woks and a gram hoe Got a Mazerati like Jon Gotti Red beams on the scene leave a bloody
I got shit locked up Fresh the special man A.K.A. Big
These niggas don't understand he tha man (And on the down low I'm still birds they tell me that) niggas don't understand that he tha man (And on the down low I'm still sellin' birds tell me that)