[Verse]
I was in the back where they left me at
n***a you don't know me where you seen me at?
I be on the court where my team be at
You be on the sidelines where the cheerleaders be at
You know I'm always busy chasin' greenbacks
I double back, I'm the hitman with double straps
And now I got yo' chick high 'cause I got the sack
I'm switchin' lanes, doin' donuts in a Pontiac
n***as claim they spitters where yo' bars at?
If he ain't talkin' 'bout no money I won't call back
I call Ricky, he pull up now yo' skull cracked
I call Momo he pull up with that big mac
I'm smokin' strong like a six pack
These n***as lie so I got no choice but to spit facts
I'm the last of my kind
I'm stackin' every penny I could never drop a dime
And I can tell when you lyin'
I'm writin' music on the plane just to make the time fly
b**h I might do a drive-by
When I'm askin' for my money better look me in my eye
And keep it real don't lie
Tell me how you f**ed it up tryna eat the whole pie
Fake n***as I despise
I can't even trust a chick 'cause she only want my prize
I gotta eat so I'm want the supersize
One minute they with you then they wanna scrutinize
And I don't like to socialize
I smoke OG 'til I got the China eyes
I was smoked out before it was legalized
And I can spot a hater with my eagle eyes
And you don't even wanna battle
From the Wild, Wild, South, I might pull up on my saddle
You know I rose out the gravel
Only God can judge me, f** a man with a gavel
You know how I'm comin'
Bang Camp Drumming, it's nothin'
[Outro]
I just, I just, you know
I could've k**ed the last two bars, but it's Simmie Season
n***as know what it is
I mean, bow