Intro

Four forty-eight on the scale, it's a five

Mafia ties, ****, two fifty-two, it's a nine

Drop an eight on twenty-eight, that's a thirty-six

Flip the top ten get a thirty six

Most we seen was a half a brick

Couple shootouts and a dirty stick

We ain't rapping bout shit that we ain't get

When the plug gone, I be having fits

Just to stay on my feet, I'll sell my whip

Black slave master, own a lot of whips

Black pimp, ****, got a lot of bitches

My sureños got a lot of chickens

Feel like Rachel Ray, been in a lot of kitchens

"Baby Ahk, yeah, I heard you been getting it"

Got a hoe in here like a Kardashian

But she in the trap relaxing

She don't give a fuck about what you asking

She's omertà, she won't answer

Wanna be my trap queen, but she ain't going back to dancing

I swear her love is everlasting

Long as daddy bring that cash in

Pounds they stack up like a castle

In the trap I got my mask on

Say my clique ain't bout that life, boy, you gotta be kidding me!

Damn, them **** know we gotta keep them knots on us just like some beadie beads

Damn, these **** on my dick, they purping they know they my mini-me's

And this molly like a bowl of Mini Wheats

Semi rocking out on any street

Got a problem? Solving any beef, ****!

Staying ten toes down in the trenches block

Thirsty? Brought some water just to quench it

Brought a bell to fix some work with no wrenches

D.D.B., Diddy Gang, in the trenches

Every **** working with me got plenty

Pull up in the automobile shooting semis

Make the hood come together, assembly

Black tall ****, I'm Wizard Kelly

Truey pull up in the Benz like it's Belly

Serving white boy, call his ass Kelly

Out of town, jugged me out of telling

Serving white boy, call his ass Kelly