[Verse 1]
^!$$%s try me, catch fifty first

Choppa so big ^!$$% hit reverse
I'mma draw down on you and your partner so perfect
You gon' think this %#@! rehearsed

I can spit the verse but can't handle the repercussions
AK clips and Russians
Blood is rushing, cold-ass Swiss accounts

So you know the coats is Tuscan
Teddy Ruxpin, ^!$$%, I'm a bear
Black kush, weed, ^!$$%, put it in the air

Black mink cover up the living room chair
Chinchillas cover up my (*##$es over there
Westside, I can make a killing over there

Eastside, I can't pimp without Slim
Spodee on deck, can't kill it without him
Three crazy, front pocket on dip, blow


[Hook]
I was kickin' my %#@!, just cooling, 'bout to smoke another O

Kickin' my feet up, young ^!$$% G'd up, probably rollin' with your ho
Now all these folks got somethin' to say about where I be and where I go
I heard ^!$$%s was lookin' for me, #~!!@ ^!$$%, here I go

Here I go, here I go (#~!!@ ^!$$%, here I go)
Here I go, here I go


[Verse 2]
Probably with your (*##$ - big butt, can't fit up in the Six
A hundred whole bucks'll get you two purple zips

A hundred whole bands made the AP glitch
She don't wanna $#&@ me, she wanna $#&@ my wrist
Tell her like Young Dro: "$#&@ that (*##$" (I said $#&@ that (*##$)

Bought a 357, went back to the neighbourhood, bought that (*##$

[Verse 3: T.I.]

You ^!$$%s better go on with the buster %#@!
I send 50 then empty out another clip
I'm Westside ridin' my hooptie still

On the phone seeing where my little cousin is
(I'm on the Southside right now)
(It ain't nothin' in the whip but some dope and some tools)

And ^!$$% we so deep, so don't even
If it ain't on me, I'm strapped like a fool, biotch!
(I know a ^!$$% that cut work, (*##$)

(Ride with bricks like it's no risk)
(Buddy, yay cost two bands)
I'm so ma'$#&@in' focussed

But these ^!$$%s said they G?
They some !@#( to me
Ten years in the game, still a rookie to me

You don't like what I'm saying?
Hail Marys in your face right now
Yeah, ^!$$%, you ain't gotta look for me


[Hook]


[Verse 4: Shad da God]
I'm made for this - steak and lobster, my table's dish
Been kickin' this flavour %#@!

No Lacoste but this 'gator, (*##$ (watch out, ho)
Dro is my brother from another mother, we made the clique
Me and Slim from Decatur, trick

$#&@ with us, get your tater split
I spit rhymes like I'm 6'9 and my cadences
Leave pricks tryna to depict lines

Clique tryna portray this %#@! ((*##$)
(*##$ I'm big time, don't play with this
I've got six 9s, when I clip mine

Your whole clique dying, Arcadians (yeah...)
We the 300, ^!$$%
If you want the ho, you'd better come and get her

It's pimpin here, I ain't no baby sitter
I've got 30 shoes with 'gator in 'em (checks)
#~!!@-ass ^!$$%s so lame, go all bare for the limelight (limelight)

$#&@ what you heard, that chopper'll get a ma'$#&@a's mind right

[Hook]

[Verse 4: Mystikal]

They be swinging on a trapper like a lumberjack
I'm doper than a drum full of crack
I get it popping light a lightning bolt
Yeah, mother$#&@er, I got my thunder back
My looks made your sister wanna ride the dick

My beats made your brother wanna bow to rap
My smoke strong, made your daddy wanna roll a blunt
Your mama holler: "Ain't nobody got time for that!"
Turn from a human to a wolf on the song
(*##$ I rip these shows, you can ask these hoes

They be standin' in the front screaming: "We want more!"
I was at it for an hour
She couldn't catch her breath, but she still want more
After the show, I handle my mother$#&@in' business
Need I say more?

T.I. sent me a song and said: "OG, merk that (*##$!"
He said it real familiar, and it was real familiar
So I lit up and hurt that (*##$
Give a $#&@? Never, sir
Don't give a %#@!, suck my dick
Give a damn, here I am - you lookin' for me, (*##$?!