[Verse 1: HBK] I hit the airport with a lot of Louis luggage Hit Somerset drop stacks like f** it Hoes on my dick, but that really ain't nothing Told that b**h somethin that the Doughboyz coming Young n***as fooling round this b**h like its on Your b**h gave me dome cause she saying she was on 7-deuce was the streets I was raised on 7-deuce was the streets I got paid on b**h-a** n***as why these b**h n***as hurting? Makin' diss songs but nobody even heard it Diamonds so wet, looking like them b**hes surfin Givenchy and Cavalli, God damn I'm looking perfect I'm still that n***a, hoes [?] when I pull up b**h, I'm the sh**, I'm the sh** like Pull-Ups I'm that n***a that your little brother looks up to Free my n***a Rocky in the block doing push-ups A n***a got a problem then we'll k** him like, "what up?" Real n***as get love and fake n***as get f**ed up [Hook] [Verse 2: Crispy] I'm stunner, I'll admit Known to keep some loud lit Presidential Rollies on every dude I'm down with Turned the b**h around, stuck it in and she can take the dick Yeah we both f**, but have to put your face in it It be the brokest motherf**ers that be on some hating sh** But they need to go to jail for streaking with their naked wrists [Hook] [Verse 3:] [Hook] [Verse 4:] [Hook]