Ooh I made it, ooh ooh I made it Yeah, they hate it, yeah yeah they hate it Started in the lobby and I came to the top, deep in the water my drip don't drop only dad I knew, my pistol called pops, no airtime but still calling shots, keep the heat on my hip like otterbox , red beam team giving out chicken pocks, addicted to finesse and intrigued by stress I love my life, it's a goddam mess, Rock in my sock and glock in my boot I don't have time to be fuckin with you, got bitches on my line plus bitches on the loose, blonde,brunette, and blind bitches too feeling like a doctor,more like sues. 1 scale 2 scale green bale weed smell break down a P while sitting in a hotel, do it on a plane if folks wont go tell Redbone yellow bone tracphone trap phone outta state sending packs to ya mommas home, bales on bales clips on sticks Kilo after Kilo brick by brick Pound after Pound zip by zip town after town imma be rich