DA COOK UP I'm in lab phone as my pad str8 cooking up / this beat slap so hard I'm bout 2 go nuts/ I can't stop right now im bouta tear it down / no fairy tales I use to tare that scale / my plug was Arabian pounds he fronted me/ had all the flavors of weed u wanted / come & just Holla you kno I gotcha / if smokings ur vice I got the cheap price / and if u party I got the Molly to go wit the Mary/ I was serving packs of M&M z to all my custyz/ they all luvd me soon as that beat drop again Ima go in/ I'm hot as 10 summers a 101 stunter u kno man I don't do nun of that jiving faking or fronting/ get wit da program we balling like pro-amz u niggz is slow man/ boss talk on another level this is not a dream I'm tryna sell yu/ it's real life coming thru the mic / wat them others spit don't believe the hype/ I'm authentic they sauce rented / took sum loses but im still winning / I really feel I've been augmented/ sorta kinda like star studded & naw nigga I aint Studda FUKaZz