Yo, yeah!
It sound good, right!
Yeah, your' be familiar, you're feeling when I'm grilling ya

Feeling like I've been feeling like $#&@ all, I can't sell them my vibe!
All the crushes that will be all upon my shoulders
Telling me I could get over

With a night and a sceno and my cousin Camino
Double it up in Reno, call that %#@! medicino
And be out in the day, it's lord from the city'

They're vicious and plot and I don't even get to them cops.
Now I can sit up here and tell you, take care of your wealth
But %#@!, I'm about to crack a mother $#&@ing Shawty myself.

And find a young dumb thing that we comprend
Quicker than a twinkie she take off the shirt.
Now both reposes the skill and you shall reproduce up

My brothers ill when they can?
And we were sitting in the studio like where did we go?
And now we're dropping black Christmas for the real ^!$$%s roll

I believe her!
Real ^!$$% wrote,
Got ask, you never know

I give my rap to this jazz, this blues is wrapped in soul.
You can hear it in my voice, demeanor and tone
Still health' cause the fiend and toe

Some knocking the foe with this weed that I roll
I got a hustler as Jones in this bones
Hoes in my palms that these hoes just be carrying on and on and on

My lawn look like something left %#@!, ain't nothing new
But watch your back, cause I was born to hit the liquor, ^!$$%
Yeah, I was born to hit the liquor

Watch your back, ^!$$%!
I was born to hit the liquor.
Hook:

Where all my people? Where?
Where's all my (*##$es? Where, where?
Where all my ^!$$%s? Where, where, where

Don't grab a brew if you'
Where all my people? Where?
Where's all my (*##$es? Where, where?

Where all my ^!$$%s? Where, where, where
Don't grab a brew if you'
Nice work, if you can get it, man

Good job if you can get it, man
Now ask the people if they give a damn
The globe is pretty lonely, if you're living like a middle man.

The prices on the head of my ego, yet still, I stand on'
%#@!ting on ' like I kill a cam.
' throwing racks like a thriller jam

I need a song to make them Shawties move their body quick
They never listen to my words, they got a lot of'
My music make a lot of sense, I'm so proud of it!

The music got you looking sick, because you're out of it
But I can hate, I know I cry and maybe took a'
These ^!$$%s not on my level, they get no right amends

And when it's all sad and done, them (*##$es looking sad
And my women looking fabulous, it's hazardous to stare at them.
You know we roll stash, box till the last stop

And if you be that negative, I hope your $$# rot
I'm a loner, I'm a '
It's no better that these ^!$$%s making bondage

Trying to make a young duck like a fork at the hanger
Afraid to get my non-checks for the flex with my ladies
The greatest, the greatest!

The greatest, the greatest!
Hook:
Where all my people? Where?

Where's all my (*##$es? Where, where?
Where all my ^!$$%s? Where, where, where
Don't grab a brew if you'

Where all my people? Where?
Where's all my (*##$es? Where, where?
Where all my ^!$$%s? Where, where, where

Don't grab a brew if you'