[ Featuring MTG Ghost ]
Nigga, I wasn't rich
Got off my ass & went and got the shi
Woo
Wo-Woooo
Nigga, I wasn't rich
Got off my ass & went and got that shit
Ffft ffft ffft
Wit dracos, bro, forgot da stick
Runnin' with them cannons, my Yung Bull neva watch no Knick
Houndin' on that road so one day we can be out this shi
They tried to bury me, hold on
Hold on, nigga let me grab that
They tried to bury me, I hit from deep, Stojaković
Lil' boy not dumping, he just kept cap stay from round that shit
Fall down, get back up, that's the lesson I can give
Gotta put that munyun first baselinin' to Suzie still
Gave her something she can feel
Back to back just like a reel
Jeeper creepers stayin' still
Shop how you can get a deal
Tearin' down blocks, point shavin', that's my favorite thing
Came out the Rex , it's like butter, yeah, they like the cream
I can't say I love it, it's the game, I just like the green
Speaking down on, bro
Ffft fffft
We just switch'd the scene
I pull enough nacho cheese out, then that's not yo ho
You can tell I grit smoov than a bitch, by how much drank I po
Throw that work out, & they come back with pape like a yo-yo
I'm the 1 who woulda be servin' white heads back in Jim Crow
Me & bro tossin racks back & forth to each otha
That's a give & go
Grrgrrndhb jus called me, tryna geek up, say they need some snow
Dumpin' that shit in Springfield , ask yo head, I got that Homer dope
She sick & need that Bow Wow to heal I got that antidote
Not to much movement around my cup
Cuz if it spill, it's gon' take my soul
When I made my first sell in the trap, that shit just took control
Pass that double cup so I can sip til my head nod to the flo
I'm bullshittin', but spill a drop
& you gon' see a n***a running out of jokes
Bet not even look like you on shit, I be with slimy folks'
Coughin' off of what's-a-name, but blood was the only thing he choked
I ain't never ran from no smoke, I'll drop my lo
Long as I got chopp like Bagg, I don't care where I go
I'm CEO, & in the hood, I'm treated like the Pope
I'm such a finessa, I had drop, & I still gave him soap
I'm so fly in these Christian Loub's that I don't walk I float
He kingpin on the net, but he can't even buy blunt from the sto
I must know a grower, cause it's like this Za, came off a tree
I was doggin hoes, way back when, Snoop was Snoop, D-O-double-G
What you do when you got a bad batch, you make em believe
She hoping to condom rip every time we f*ck, damn, I feel like Veeze
