1] Uh, In the kitchen ham again Fuckin with dem birds Cam and dem Ill you whats the word when the tan is in We dem niggas on the curb dem hammers and Whole brick throw it on a beam It get hectic we gon it like a limousine Aint no question if I touch it its Mr.Clean I be reppin in yo me my nigga Keem Ghost boys, in a ghost I burn I aint talkin toast nigga Whole team of killers, Im the coach Presidential on my wrist, now take ya votes Rookie of the year, cookies in the I got bad bitches thatll get it there If you dont get it we gon send em there If its heavy then comin in a Lear Bricksquad, Waka and dem If its like D.Howard get a block for dem I dont touch I just it up to Tock and dem Meek started wasnt chopper we was poppin den
Lean wit it, wit it Throw some up in the pot wit it Microwave or we gon we gon pop it When it get right we that ice and make it lock wit it I tell em lean wit it, wit it some bake up in the pot wit it Microwave or we gon we gon pop it When it get right we drop ice and make it lock wit it, Ughh!
2] I made a off a mixtape Nigga get ya straight Im sellin that raw shit, you sellin that weight Cookin up a whole bird until I make my ache When I pulled up to the you shouldve seen ya bitch face, Ughh! Fitfy cash in my Nigga, I got the stash in my Im blowin money fast in my its lookin like I got Nicki ass in my pocket Talkin Ass Ass Ass Ass, all I get is cash Club lit my last tag, couldve bought a Jag The way these bitches wavin at me, you would a cab passed Wondered why u hatin on me, wit cho mad ass Rollie on me cost a whole with me aint go no pics These groupie bitches aint got no So we make a on dem bitches no script
3] Thirty-six treat it a dirty bitch Cuz I hit it and then send it to the strip me anything dont call me by my government Cuz when Im out chea in the we be sellin bricks Half these niggas in my hood be on some shit We be on some if you crack ya melon shit If I aint with the Smith its Parabellum shit Papi em on the boat they know we sellin shit Lean wit it, wit it Mac. 11 in the lot wit it Seven fifty busy wit a box in it So they pull us over they dont find dem Glocks in it