(Intro) Smashin to da West, I'm going to Invest, Appointment for bag, has already been set. Flexin up a storm just so im easy to detect so no need check the radar girl u know ill get chu Wet (Verse) Lets talk about respect, dog the street say ima vet. A million dolla nigga, but aint seen a milly yet. but I guarentee i get it Being broke I wont accept. I keep on havin visions of 2 bitches on a jet, & that neither one speak english They just teamin up for sex like 2 angels in the sky means ima demon gettin blessed. Lets take it back to Earth, for a reality check. Im back on work, I kno u heard u aint deaf. Im so gone off the surrrrp im almost surrre Ima wreck. Its go hard or go home and I show aint goin back my clients blowin up my phone cuz I stay own with the pack plus I got baby out her thong and now Im blowin out her back sliding for the bandz hop out the van wit gats. man they just dont understand how sick i am of the cap. bup bup buss until it jam i aint playin wit yo ass. im awake, everyday for the sake of da cash im the 1st, volunteer, to appear for the bag. ain't no way, ima slide less I'm paid, for the gas I'ma boss, wut chu thought don't do trades for a sack. if u mad, we can talk, I'm too clean for a scrap I ain't sced, like I said, Betta bring u strap i dont switch i dont change i get paid from the trap i cant post for too long in one place ima smash