[Verse 1: Marc Mavri¢k]
Hit a lick
Yeah n***a, hit a lick
Blew it on yo' b**h
Blew the sh**
Yeah, I blew this sh**
Then she s**ed the dick
Yeah I told her strip
Yeah I told her strip
Mothaf**a you f**in' with
I'mma f**in' pimp
f**in' pimp
Chillin' wit' the 'files
Put 'em in the 6
I'm innocent
Crackers gave me 5 shoulda gave me 6
s** the dick
I don't give a f**
5 percenter sh**
Sin the sh**
Know I get it low
Then I flip the sh**
Bring it back
Know I'm gettin' cash
Know I'm gettin' that
Blew it fast
Then she blew my mind
Then I blew her back
Blew it all today
I don't give a f**
I get it back
Movin' heavy D
I don't give a f** I'm in the trap
In the trap
All you n***as whack
All you n***as whack
[Interlude: Da$H]
All you n***as f**in' whack man
True fact
n***as know who the f** it is
Yo, yo, yo
[Verse 2: Da$H]
Risk taker like Evel Knievel
Mickey Knox wit' the box cutter
Woulda play a dead bolt the way it lock bu*ter
Cop hunter, invest in the block in case the stocks plunger
Rappers co*k munching
I'm top tier, let it off and then the block clear
I'm who opps fear, you faker than a croc's tears
Straight for sauce, and the taker here to steak the odds
Play the cards right, you end up a dealer with pounds to the ceiling
Assorting paper work, you a squealer
I don't need partners, in and outta state, counting mounds of cake
Cross the map, price is see-sawing, up and down the rate
Saw your b**h had some lips on her, so I drown her face
Same newspaper, different story, n***as really bore me
Rhyming poorly, say you real but repping all your homies stories
Living like a [?], mob connected n***a, drama tested
Mac-11 with the cooler out is turning problems wretched
Mind infested, devious thoughts help me pay the cost
Living wild, appointment with the reaper get filed
Problem child, going hard until my number dialed
I turn the phone off, f** it, n***a I'm thrown off
The Captain make it happen, ran myself into a gold Porche
Porter need a Mazi, and the [?] end up a body nabbed
Did 5, came home brolic, we need the profit
Want the drop 6, live off experience, on some lock sh**
Dead man walking, I'm sparking anything cross my path
4 pound larking, it turn a f*ggot to walking scabs
Test my word, my n***as flexing, bending, and stretching birds
All my men absurd, mess of murder so that the message heard
Yeah, p**y n***a cut that text alert
Cause if you ain't know, and so you do now
Global Gang, Black Market