Niggas sweat banging.. bitches cock sucking..oh my God Niggas gun swaying.. bitches butt slaying..call the cops Niggas just saying..bitches complaining am the boss Roll the blunt, light em up, bought the drink, pour a cup of whatever that is you couldn't beat me how clever that is whatever that is my hands in the air..am down on my knees scared of police or whatever that is crazy when no checks on you I'll be there to check myself How you make all these money by reading your books My nigga you fooling yourself I bought my girl to the hood..now you niggas be touching yourself How you get all that money and spend all that money... My nigga go check yourself Cause I'll be here to check myself... Now we grinding our way to greatness Being in everyone's A-list Now we sipping palmwine in the spaceship And we making our foes see the hardship And they be like please Hands in the air on your knees Taking photos with no cheeseee Freezeeee.. Hands in the air..on your knees I had a dream singing Celine, Dion and things run it back i had a dream drinking supreme with mah whole team run it back ready for war ready for dope ready for flows run it back Real ones i hold em back fake ones are always back come my street with no guns..tell your mum you ain't coming back my team..100 blacks my crib..100 slacks you might get killed tryna run my lap my girl got skills and a big lap..