Fried fish from my hood

Man, I got it good

Crown Vic' with the wood

Man, I got it good

Man, before, all I wanted from the store was Girbaud's

Now, it's Cartier for sure

My girl look make it good

Man, I got it good

You wish that you could

Man, I got it good

Man, before, all I wanted from the store was Girbaud's

Now, it's Cartier for sure

I pull up

I decline the xanny offers, that ain't what my mammy taught me

I been gettin' mail from the Grammy office

Like high school recruits get handed offers

And rap like a bitch with a million followers

You give your soul up if she swallow ya

Ya'll pay to get the candy off her, I Pirate Bay the panties off her

I'm from where you talk that shit, you're probably gonna die (Run it)

Off Newburn Ave, you could get fronts and get get fish and fries (Run it)

Go get your money, don't give a fuck 'bout gettin' fly

I know **** in Girbaud jeans, and **** in suit and ties (Run it)

Ya'll **** been afraid (Goddamn)

I innovate (Goddamn)

I be fuckin' up a dinner date

Like, naw, bitch, I ain't want no lemonade (Goddamn)

I do better by the end of day (Right)

Just like a sinner saved (Right)

Real **** in the house (In the house)

We renovate (Yeah)

I ain't got no day off (Mmhm)

I bookin' flights on the day off

Ears ain't the only thing that pop

On the web, we goin' way up (Mmhm)

I writer, producer, you love it

And that triple double, it feel a lay up

Highly suggested you pay up

Or you might end up fuckin' your day up

Fried fish from my hood

Man, I got it good

Crown Vic' with the wood

Man, I got it good

Man, before, all I wanted from the store was Girbaud's

Now, it's Cartier for sure

My girl look make it good

Man, I got it good

You wish that you could

Man, I got it good

Man, before, all I wanted from the store was Girbaud's

Now, it's Cartier for sure