I said hold up, ma, I'll make you look good, get it understood

Don't get it twisted, when I ride through the hood

26 inches, blowing nothing but the good

Got the Alpine bumping

Extra saucy, fly niggas is flossy, caught 'em in the Bentley wagging

Swinging remorsely, guns I'm waving 'em

Braze a nigga facial, still in the hood, got my hands and them lazers, now

Blow them niggas labels down, rhyme, I brag

Yellow Jag', elephant black leather

The Tuskigi look, I master the swagger rhyming

Playing corners, shopping enormous, rocking black watch faces

The band is racist, I'm mourning

I feel like Malcolm in his prime, nines on me

Kill them lines, we living in them airs with wears

You heard of us, the most powerful glastrinomical

I'm used to big shit, light hitting off the big tower, boo

You know I'm puffin' that good kush, hood 'dro, slide through

Antique whip, helping the hood blow, I'm all about papers

The face makers, who chase heavy, thick cake, head of the state

Fire escape capers...