[Verse 1: Niqle]
Lord knows what I'm bout to do
I'm bout to put those Forgiato's on that Beamer Coupe

I got my Teflon vest and now I feel invincible
Gotta still protect my neck cause I ain't got no roof
Police just kicked in the door

After I sold a brick
They heard a ^!$$% got more spots than a doberman
And I remember selling dope till it was over with

When I ran out of crack cocaine I sold deodorant
See I'm going to get this $#&@ing money by any means
I got these $#&@ing quarter pounder's like Mickey D's

My only claim of the thing is I serve the feins
32 around my waist like those skinny jeans
I'll let it breathe on you (*##$es ^!$$%s that still be hating

Because I ride on three-piece rims, they still on Dayton's
To keep it real ...I don't know, I'm kind of still debating
If I should wash money in rap or do some real estate-ing


[Hook: Niqle]
Would like to give a special thank you for who made me famous

And want to give a special $#&@ing to them $#&@ing haters....HA
I know you waiting on me just to fall
These ^!$$%s left me in these streets they thought that I would starve.....HA

Me and Satan had some conversations
I'm gone send your $$# to hell
Now you got reservations...HA

You sold your soul for materialism
C.O.B taking over this imperialism
HA


[Verse 2: Niqle]
That new Bugatti cost a million dollars

So tell illuminati I'm going need a billion dollars
My (*##$ mastered given brain like she done went to college
She stuff that don't inside her #~!!@ when we hit the projects

I told the kids stay in school don't take for granted
I played my $#&@ing calls right to them I'm $#&@ing Gambit
I want to be like Niqle Nut because he keep his cannon

That ^!$$% diamonds clear blue, same colors Captain Planet
I beg to differ but I never ever begged those (*##$es
Momma Jehovah witness so I never had a Christmas

The only thing I had close was a ghetto vision
My father told me skies the limit if you keep on living
I got my back against the wall, I get it in

After my moved right out the hood I gotta a Benz
I thank God every day cuz I seen many men
Lose their life between the 405 and 710 haaa


[Hook]


[Verse 3: Crooked I]
Poppin since I came in the door, got me a record deal
Then I put half of that %#@! in my ^!$$%s that's slangin' the blow

Double my hustle I'm making fasho'
Stuff A380 for popping these suckers
$#&@ing these hoes not rocking no rubbers

Wanted to be like my uncles and cousins
Thought that my brother was rocket on colors
All I wanted to do was get that paper, $#&@ what a pig say

Whipping around in the Benz, aye, ballin' until my chin gray
Hundred thousand a month on rent
I be moonwalkin' all across the motha$#&@in' floor

Pray to god when I go that a ^!$$% die just like MJ
That's balling it out (COB!!!)
(*##$es on in the house (COB!!!)

Dick is all in her mouth (COB!!!)
Pop bottles while y'all in a drought
It's Niqle and Crook

We taking over you ^!$$%s is shook
Grill in my mouth to give it the look
Here come the hook


[Hook]