Yeah, nigga, yeah, nigga
I'm blowin' gas, ridin' makin' plays
I'm blowin' gas, ridin' makin' plays
I'm blowin' gas, ridin' makin' plays
Flippin' pack after packs
Sellin' wax, sellin' fracks
Out here squares here and there
Dawg like Jumping Jack
Plenty stacks, plenty bands
J smokin' cola gas
Smokin' on some shit have you
Higher than a marsian
Transformers, Megatronic stitchin' like a
How can a f*cking boss bow down like a
Let it slide, let it live
Project ain't got shit to give
Bust some motherf*cking bullets hope he
Don't stay with his kid
Stacks in my pocket on my cashin'
Steppin' down on all these niggas
So they can't make shit smilin' in my face
But I'm knowing that's that fake shit
Chopper like a moguls killing
All that snake shit
10 pounds of loud, bout 7 pounds of midget
When I get it, it is gone wholesale
Can you dig me hustlin' motherfzcker