(Verse 1)
I used to give 44 P, CCAC
Had a mule moving packs over to DC

My connect needing fast need some extra cheese
I got stuck with some grass and it ain't even green
But I got peeps down south that would take 'em off my hands

Got 'em for the food, sold 'em for the grand
Pimping on the low, once I met the man
At first I had no clue but now I got a plan

Got a solid team, a bunch of solid killers
Got a job for the years that actually set the skrilla
You know the rules, ain't no speaking unless you spoken to

If you a boss ^!$$%, do what bosses do
I stay pushing it baby, call salt and pepper
I tax on the mammals fast and I got freckles

I move past of you hoes and send 'em past to river
I got basketball balls call shots like Dark Rivers


(Hook)
The regime I got this rap game put on lock
Why ask why

Don't you ask me no questions and I won't tell no lies
(Won't tell no lies)
Getting money our hussle about to do

And dont give a damn about whatever happen to you
We getting wild (x6)


(Verse 2)
As time blown the bright and the pile recks his boil
I'm down south in H town with that Texas oil

I'm in that black coat by a thing 4 on 4
This one to go I got enough to make georgia snow
Got kush for the 6 and bricks for 27

24/7 counting money like we're in the recession
Lead the weapon on my ^!$$% it's pitching and catching
I'm stretching thickens while I'm gripping that snitch and the west end

From Oakland to Cleveland, from Cleveland to Acland
I'm sending a package then collecting the cabbage
Touch down home run what's the bad navage

$#&@ing models with the fattest $$#es out in cali batches
Vacuum ceiling then I send the power down
They go for 50 out of town, gotta lock it down

Young town it's 2 thous' for the Bobby Brown
Running break ^!$$% I got papi in the lobby now


(Hook)
The regime I got this rap game put on lock
Why ask why

Don't you ask me no questions and I won't tell no lies
(Won't tell no lies)
Getting money our what's about to do

And dont give a damn about whatever happen to you
We getting wild (x6)


(Verse 3)
I got that cake, and that blue flakes
Go order up in that paint

That super duper sugar will leave you with buggers away
Have you bleeding from the nose like it's pulp fiction
But I'm Scarface I'm good fella but a rad guy

Say hi better do or die
I ride but it's time to ride
Don't call me for bull%#@! I still might go , fluid in

Regime, changing the range I'm insane
When it comes to getting paper I'm getting that membrane
Damn thing changed , but still mobbin, no robbin

Strictly with the business my ^!$$% I'm with the poppin
And it's more than a few of them things than a ^!$$% coppin
And a 6 5 , 6 lash things some drop yea


(Verse 4)
Remember me I'm the ^!$$% knocking at your door

No sky mask just some gucci's and my 44′s
Shake it like a pit, now show me what I came for
Talking %#@! like a (*##$ hold tight on the floor

Life with no scoops , pisces with no dough
Chop and let the barrel smoke, no hesitation let 'em go
Switch cheese your 4 door like I'm going postal
Bottom line mother$#&@er I would toast you
Sharp it up in the coop, D boy in the soup

Rock star mojo host, think I'm pimpin like Drew
Chrome spin and slide through, like a Ice cube
Counting money all day my ^!$$% what you about to do

The regime I got this rap game put on lock