Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Double cup dirty, need holy water
Told her I ain't tryin' to chill, I'm tryna bone her daughter
I'm a shark, lil' n****s are Jonah, all us
And I'm stone cold, they thought I was Stonehenge
From the same city as Eddie Jones and Venus
Where the strong arms turn into cold killers
Got the King Kong drums in the four-wheeler
The flow sicker, and all my hoes bitter
Me and this chick out in Texas (Ayy)
From the back, now she touchin' her ankles
I been hot since the Quaker Oats
Came in the box with the maple, ain't that the truth?
Choppa on me like it's Halo
Ain't finna chase you, baby, ain't nothin' faithful
If the paper there, then I might show up
Show you n****s how to boss up
You a dope man? I'm the dope, n****, better cough up
Had to talk to the old heads
'Bout the way you little n****s was brought up
I was in New York City with the 1000, where they raised 50 Cent
Couple days before Christmas, told me, "N****, get rich or die tryin'"
Next day, woke up and went and bought a new Benz

[Verse 2]
Whip cost the same as a Honda
It ain't 'bout the cost, it's 'bout what the cost is
If it's five seats, that's five bricks
Had to slide down, n****s thought they could talk shit
Slid in the Bimmer with a Puerto Rican broad
This is not what you thought
This is me speakin' into existence
Got it locked like a piston
Keep a stick, I ain't goin' fishin'
Knew I'd be great since I was an infant
Back then, used to move weight
My dawg told me, "Better lift it"
The streets cold, better get some mittens
My old b**** started movin' different
Hoes trippin' if the dough missin'
It's been a while, but my soul lifted
It's all smiles when the chrome spinnin'
The opps on the backfoot, got 'em crippin'