Aye..Get yo homie he hatin
Because when i pull up im skatin on daytons

My yello jamaican…well really she asian
We cheif like head of the nation

Im playin my station … i ain't shakin
Addressin my problems with letters from haven

God damn im amazin' ..
Sell my soul for the money look black people can be a mason

Hand me a blunt all me ima face it
Im high as the moon like i jumped out the spaceship

Im floatin thru space like a comet just waitin
And soon as i drop ima bring devastation

Im HOT….HOT
I melted the sign on yo street when i pulled on yo block

Fuck what you goin thu nigga yo bitch is a THOT
You can't even trust her she plot on yo noggin

Im scheming and plottin for hunnids
Never been scary ain't never been hiding or runnin

Im runnin my mouth but i back it a hunnid
Im happy to say that i ain't never fronted

I pull up im zonin all i do is go in
Im aimin for milli's my nigga im hungry

Im good where im at my lil bish get the money
Apartment is lovely im some other country … mexicoooo

Ayyeeee….

Getcho homie he hatin
He mad at the clothing im draped carma created

Lifted research and monroe on my waist

Im waisted waisted a deal….
Fuck you think i feel

Now all i look forward too lately is buying a grill
And reup thats lower than $200 bills

Thats the way that i feel i ain't into talking
Be ready to kill

Dont like making friends i prefer making bills
You ain't make a dollar you ain't make a killin

I repeat it they know that its real
Fuck all ya feelings and fuck how they feel

I only look forward to buying a grill
And reup thats lower than 200 bills