Ho', I pop a perc, I'm on my sixths blunt Got rich in six months, I hit the mail I get in work and I'ma go for it I'll never punt 'cause I'm a player (Nah) Young nigga be actin' but I ain't never cappin' (Nah, ho') I'm the realest and I stand on it Your chopper be clappin' (Grrt), and I'm with Chopper Gang, put some wheel drums on the band on 'em I unwrap the packet (Ho'), yeah, I've been trappin-trappin' (Ho') Yeah, since I was a young nigga (Ho', what?) You know I'm attackin' (What?), and I ain't ever lackin' Nigga, know I got the drum with me 'Wop told me to feel him, I gave him two to the head One to the chest, he gone (Boom, boom, boom) Diamond-ass nigga, yeah, I told that pussy nigga I'd ever make song (Huh, yo?) But we get 'em gone, just by the low (Huh?) 'Fore the fame, I was fuckin' them hoes (What?) I was robbin' all them boys with the blow And if he broke, I left his ass on the floor (Boom) Nah, I ain't no rookie, yeah, that's for sure (Huh?) Check the charts, I'm top five on the score (Bah) Me and Shiesty, nigga, we on a roll So Icey Boyz, we like Fantastic Four (Ice, ice, ice) I keep a Glock, I stay on the block I called 'Wop, I promised body gon' drop (Boom, boom, boom) Got more money, that mean you need to stop (Ice) Got so many racks, can go by the lot (What?) I point the Glock and, nigga, you see the dot (Boom) And if I pull it, then your body gon' flop (Huh?) You should've died, I heard that you was a cop Had to put that dumbass nigga on Fox Ho', I pop a perc, I'm on my sixths blunt Got rich in six months, I hit the mail (What?) I get in work and I'ma go for it I'll never punt 'cause I'm a player (Ho') Young nigga be actin' but I ain't never cappin' (Nah, ho') I'm the realest and I stand on it (Ho') Your chopper be clappin' (Grrt), and I'm with Chopper Gang Put some wheel drums on the band on 'em I unwrap the packet (Ho'), yeah, I've been trappin-trappin' (Trap) Yeah, since I was a young nigga You know I'm attackin' (Brr), and I ain't ever lackin' Nigga, know I got the drum with me (Grrt, grrt) 'Wop told me to feel him, I gave him two to the head (Hey) One to the chest, he gone (Boom, boom, boom, he gone) Diamond-ass nigga, yeah, I told that pussy nigga (Brr) I'd never make a song (Ayy, big brr) Bitch, I'm a snake (Snake), the move on slatt new album (Slatt) Then hit your ass with the Drac' (Slatt, grr) Crossin' tape, we gon' leave a man down (Mans blown) When I pull up and bake the cake (I bake the cake) Now, it's safe to say, hundred racks ain't shit Hit for ninety-five in one day (Nine in one day) High speed chase in the Dodger, that's how I do it (Skrrt) Then do the dash in the Wraith (Skrrt, skrrt, brr) Bitch, I mean business, they know what I say (I say) Took off with rappin' but still love to slay (I'm slayin') Shot a video Wednesday and an opp Sunday (Sunday) Foo' want you dead, I'ma tell him "Okay" (It's good) Chop your ass up like a high-top fade (The chop) Gotta hold that gun, now I want some grenades (Brr) Rockin' shade with the cam on (Brr, brr), bitch, we play (Big brr) We just cop two and then (Brr), shit, we play (Big brr) Ho', I pop a perc, I'm on my sixths blunt Got rich in six months, I hit the mail I get in work and I'ma go for it I'll never punt 'cause I'm a player (Ho') Young nigga be actin' but I ain't never cappin' (Actin') I'm the realest and I stand on it Your chopper be clappin' and I'm with Chopper Gang Put some wheel drums on the band on 'em (Grrah, grrah) I unwrap the packet (Ho'), yeah, I've been trappin-trappin' (Trap) Yeah, since I was a young nigga You know I'm attackin' (Huh?), and I ain't ever lackin' Nigga, know I got the drum with me (Fuck) 'Wop told me to feel him, I gave him two to the head One to the chest, he gone (Boom, boom, boom) Diamond-ass nigga (Ho'), yeah, I told that pussy nigga I'd never make a song (Ho')