The story gon' get told how its told, yeah
I came in the game buggin' with no coach, yeah
You only popping for a post, yeah
We the ones
Not the ones you should approach, yeah
Rolled up like i ordered me Hanami,
I need 50 bowls of green, that wasabi
Thats who got me when the heat get on and poppin'
When the chopping block get choppy
You know when it's too Habatchi, hoe
My phone dead you can't reach me
Got on all black you can't see me
We got no plan to "take easy"
Till my bank account is baked ziti, with the sauce
If you ain't talking paper keep it movin' bitch
I say fuck the bullshit
Lets get Stupid Rich!
