(Chorus)
Who the f** is Yall ?
(Getting tired of them wack raps)
f** is wrong with yall ?
Tell a b**h n***a fallback
Make a n***a push ya wig back
What's a mouse to big cat?
What's a gram to a pothead?
I need a ounce just to relax
(Verse 1)
OG in the back
Tell a f** n***a get back
Tell a hoe get off my sack
Gettin to the money asap
f** boy , whatcha money like ?
Salute me when you see me coming
You see me stuntin
Bad b**h with a f**ed up attitude
Smack hoes, to her It ain't nuttin'
West God run It , its nothing to King like me , money steady pilin up like hills round me
Still the same from back in the gap
Same that played house and i was the dad
Same stuff kush all in a back
Same n***a never went for the gat
Same boy who'll put you flat on ya a**
The same n***a smashin hoes in the trap
Same king that only give you the real
Same team , never change for a deal
The same artist that spit what he feels
See, my style ain't that easy my n***a
The one of one , style my n***a
I'm foreijn the flawd one my n***a
The black lion what they call me my n***a
Kush , i don't f** with the them swishers
Ev and xo is my n***as
For them I will die with my hand on the trigga
My b**h hella thick , she a baddie from the west
She pop a n***a or a b**h
She make a n***a come quick
I call her a** a triple threat
She dealing for the west
Shoutout to the west
Shoutout big left
Hol'up !
Take off ya shoes fore you enter my door
Roc on 3 rocks & straight hen in my flow
Money talk only , I'm true to the code
My music so sick , let me give ya cold
(Chorus 2x)