[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 ocean spray cranberry juice And I strongly suggest you don't sit in my transportation Cause the slap is so severe, and the beats My my pop your ear possibly collapse yo lung What color is exterior? The same as grey poupon What is you a baller? but not Lebron what kind of baller are you? The kind that sell heroin The kind that lives his life illegal, toted gun and eagle Mobster like Bugsy Siegel I to 40 music Don't fuck too many people mane most of them rappers fake See Feezy be on some shit that I can relate When I was in the shoe they see Desus got me through My from the Brass to put me up on due, uhh The grit don't quitting my hustle'll never UH OH! Here come the law I got dope in my BEATCH! x2] We be grinding seven a week, heat under the front seat Bendin hella corners in my new school, one Every hood I'm in I get from the plug And i probably your family member drugs (drugs) 2: B-Legit] How money can a man make? I'm on the cooking chickens with the pancakes And my fan base to get high with me Get prolly set they own self a Mickeys Get em Beaver he be Send the whole fifty through ya ligaments Got a knot full of them Benjamin's movin bricks like I'm try'na a pyramid 40 glock with the dot And I can make mash potatoes outta tots Ask ya parking; I don't really like to talk Block move like James, Wade and Bosh Let's get it I'm the real boss with the I don't play I'm the man I run the club Keep it rough I'm the mayor hella stuff Pass puff and smell it when I light it up what? x2] We be grinding seven days a week, heat the front seat Bendin corners in my new school, one deep Every hood I'm in I get love the plug And i probably sold family member drugs (drugs) [Verse 3: What you do for a living a bit of this a little bit of that If I ain't got it I know where to get it or I can take it to it's at I can get'chu a deal, get'cha thirty percent off the sack Depending on how many you want, and how much you know that a got Fuckin' right now beefing, then circling yo block Came to the right place, I got chops 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 the gumble bout two, I was thought with the best Raul See been a neighborhood 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 you got it I beg your pardon I gotta hella connections my Negro my people they got Need a ID or benefit card times is hard You know is coming up, I got them gift cards x2] We be grinding seven days a week, heat under the front Bendin hella in my new school, one deep Every hood I'm in I get love the plug And i probably sold your family drugs (drugs)