Busting hell of licks the corner store clicking

We jumped off when you was still up on the porch trembling

Now we dating flawed women

That ignore sinning collagen they lips up give a dick suck after augmenting

Mardi Gras lifestyle we came to party

A lot of Henny in my body or it ain’t a party

Kamikaze upped my power bitches call me Tommy Youngin' took his chopper for a ride but it ain’t a Harley

Vroom sour diesel flood the room

A couple racks just hit my jack because now they pay me for the tunes

I be with my day ones

You be paying for the goons

Getting extorted this shit is dope you can snort it

Devil got a hold on me, God playing tug a war

A couple lames told on me, coppers at my mother door

When you want it all you gotta know that you gonna suffer more

Make it to the top an hoes will tell you take the rubber off

Pull up in a sprinter kill the winter take the summer off

Double back an smash her in the Telly with the covers off

Rappers acting hella tough, I’m knowing they be butter soft

Please don’t ever speak upon this game if you was uninvolved

My fingerprints in the mud, I sold soap in Central Square and made a killing with suds

2 for 30 in the park just to get me a sub

Sucker rappers in my city always hit me with Subs

Ironically I sold base like a sub woofer

Drug pusher paid for my appearance by the club bookers

Package in the mail Cali growers keep the bud kusher

Fuck hookers, thousand on the outfit for the on lookers