[verse 1: GDP] Pavin' lanes in the game Hash money where the herb gets lit We the winner circle, b**hes all nervous and sh** While she t**n it, imma put a perc in it On vacation for permanent, that's affirmative We pertinent, and labels can't sell you Talk about "you had a record deal" but it fell through f** you want me to do now, help you? G'll sell bubble gum to lockjaws, at bell view And tell them how to get rich and chicks gel you n' sh** All over the track, so they smell you And have pull like muscles from the shell Sniff so much coke imma have to roll an L soon Oh, you ain't know him? no emotion Push come to shove G deeper than the ocean Totin six doses gettin' opened We the type to catch strep throat and keep smokin [Chorus] Let the snare blow, [?] the scarecrow We move crowds like overtures, concerto Money long like how space jesus hair grow Bros like Kenan and Kel, oh, here it goes! Crab mc's can't hold the master g's Like tryna wash dishes using vaseline Gettin' high? on no, actually, we be gettin' lifted like a tractor beam [verse 2: GDP] People say drink too much, that's cuz' i drink too much Ain't got the cash here? ring you up Like what you dumb young mother f**ers think this was? Hash money mean get high and sling these nugs Bubble hash [?] lebanese mabelise pakistani cashmere royal afghani And got strains like home on the range Purple haze dinner date, bu*ter we refrigerate [Chorus] Man I smashed a b**h but, actually, GDP doesn't give a f** [?]