[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 what all the kids want 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 its 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 kits They used to call me inches cause I always rule sh** Say 'what?' because 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 [?] hunch for that [?] 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?