This that gold bbs flow
Plastic nike air tags on your original 4's
^!$$%s done z'd on ya mans

And I'm rollin a O
Leave em sleep, I don't need them suckas
Listening to me

Pack the bong full wit everything except the kitchen sink
Underneath which I keep a set of andis clippers
I can fix my lining up

Before we go over by them (*##$es
A quick little something
Can't get the back

I don't know where I left my hand mirror
Type of dilemma's I'll never hinder my jet living
We just chillin

So don't come around here, fake-toughing
Running off the women
Bossed up, all us

Outside the club waiting to tip drivers who pull our cars up
The $#&@ you thought this was, dawg
I'm a trill mutha$#&@a after all

Haters is dressed as safety nets
Encouraging my fall
Won't catch me there

But you can catch me air, when my new %#@! premier
And whatever media outlet decides to play it fair
$#&@ playing dead, pimpin, I'mma play the bear

Grizzly, seriously, fishborne turned flipstyles
Furiously
This that 70's soul Green, Al chemistry

Ay mane, been a G since Buddy Lees
Lames be cuffin they jeans, and they (*##$es
I be cooking these bird $$# hoes

Running circles round em
They rotisserie chickens
Love gotta shovel in her hand

I see you diggin
Strike gold, build yo own coffin with it
Dead $$#

Flick ashes on the girls in my past tense
The telly's for the ones I was just $#&@ing
The crib's for the one I was gon' get right back with

It's easy to get tangled in the stars
Spangled
Mangled in the night life, living out my bars

Dangerous, yeah