| Yea these niggaz like me, haters want to fight me | 
| Yea these niggaz mad cuz I came up over night B | 
| Yea I switch it up I got 9 kuff tightly | 
| So you betta do the right thing like Spike Lee | 
| Yep I’m superclean rock jeans wit a white tee | 
| Niggaz round here soft but like niggaz want to fight me | 
| If you had some figures you will be just like me | 
| Yea these niggaz mad cuz I shining like a light B | 
| Niggaz talking yep in there muthafuckin throwback | 
| It ain’t real, you know, that’s Muhammedz where they sold dat | 
| We stepping on these niggaz like a muthafuckin door mat | 
| When I hit the scene they take pictures call me Kodak | 
| These hoes goin crazy like think they need some prozac | 
| We the hottest thing in the marker and you no dat | 
| If Yo bitch chosed up and she don’t want to go back | 
| We stackin big faces cuz we still spending throwbacks! | 
| Ohh I think they like me | 
| Haters want 2 fight me I’m snatching ya ass up | 
| First nigga act up first nigga get bust | 
| Just ta gettin shredded, while im twirlin n switchin swords | 
| T-shirt stravaganza (franchize the white tee boyz) | 
| Self made self paid we latch around in our white tee | 
| Ashy black shirt well get down in ya brown tee | 
| My hundred throwback we sport a jersey by Ali | 
| And if he make one (hell naw dat dont sight me!) | 
| I’m all about my cash ride around wit a nice peace | 
| Ear piece icy they straight up like me | 
| You heard pimpin playa (they shine so brightly) | 
| Don’t stand so close vision burners with ice blingers | 
| Respect my whole squad no you can’t even touch us cuz | 
| Role out the red carpet high 5 to show us love | 
| Carry barretas count cheddar we trend settas | 
| I’m a franchize niggga have a mil or betta | 
| A young nigga | 
| I luv to muthafuckin fight | 
| but when shit get thick I grab the k he grab the pipe | 
| so when my muthafuckin partnas | 
| when they rumble when they right | 
| strap up in all black, so make dem suckas see da light | 
| some people say im crazy, my eye stay lazy | 
| the neck so sweet, ten bricks for the 80 | 
| killin fuck niggas when they dont wanna pay me | 
| ones on my shirt, stay clean so i made it | 
| we back on the block, servin glass to the jay | 
| nigga gotta glass jar, swappin shit, breakin face | 
| gotta yays and a bar, clean ones, stay laced | 
| gotta king fitch tell her get the fuck out tha way | 
| wet paint, big shoes, move motors lets race | 
| young nigga tryin ta get it, wat i care about a case | 
| if u want me come n get me bitch i gotta AK | 
| see yall nigga, me n my click n we dont muthafuckin play |