[Intro - Josh Peas:]
Yeah man, it's your boy Josh Peas right now
And I got a lot of money in my hand
You wanna know how much?
A lot b**h
[Verse 1 - Casey Veggies:]
Who is Casey Veggies? They know, They Know
And I'm with all the kids frontin' like Play Doh
Ha, n***a I can't stop, won't stop
They told me 'Yo you hot don't stop'
'And in another year you'll end up on top'
Putting out songs, yeah we gon' own shops
All the haters walking out the door...
Then it's 1 million, 2 million, 3 million, 4
Yo, I'd been writing rhymes before 2004
14 years and now it's 2 thousand more
Yo, I fix the beat up like tool kit
They used to call me inches cause I always rule sh**
Say 'what? ' becuase I always rule sh**
Go up against me, let me tell you what you'll get
In Paris: clowned if you swim you gon' drowned
Rogue Status here, I'll make your girlfriend frown n***a
[Verse 2 - Anwar Carrots:]
Peas and Carrots BIIITCH
Supreme trainers on, yeah I'm daily bopping
No Sean John but yeah I'm daily shopping
On Fairfax, Hall Of Fame, Diamond hats
[?] Street good n***a, that's what we about
Turkey fleece... at your Mamma house
You get a whiff of the swag when I walk past
Sag so hard you see the gun show on my a** [?]
(No h*mo)
[?] the inspiration
Of my creation
[?] and got you n***as hatin'
Seventeen-Twenty, we don't love blunts and pipes
Come to the awol and you can ask your porch light
[Verse 3 - Josh Peas:]
It's Josh Peas, ain't sh** funny
Rogue Status tee and some motherf**ing cheap monday
Holler at me b**h, better talk money
Euros, Pesos, yeah, currency
You already know I'm on my daily sh**
But it's going down so I'm on my n***a sh**
Take me to the mall, I can get any chick
I really mean it, I can get any chick
My swag just walked in, into song spirit
I got or a b**h, you already know it
J. Peas got plenty hoes
I make it rain on yo a** like a stripper ho
I got a bit of a problem, I'm disrespectful
Every female that I meet is a b**h or a ho
Sorry ladies, that's just how I'm feeling
Don't talk to me unless your panties peeling
Ya dig me?