Who the f*ck you think your f*ckin wit im the f*ckin boss
Ten forty five, white on white that’s f*ckin ross
I cut em wide, I cut em long, I cut em fat, WHA,
I keep em comin back, WHA, we keep em comin back
Im in the distribution, I’m like atlantic,
I got the mother f*ckers flyin cross the AT-lantic
I know pablo, Norreaga, the real Norreaga
He owe me a hunny favours
I aint paid a nigga, we buy da whole thang,
See most of ma niggas really still deal cocaine,
Ma roof back, ma money ride,
Im on da pedal show you what im runnin like
When they snatch black I cry for a hundred nights
He got a hundred bodies, servin a hundred lights
We never steal cars, but we deal hard,
Whip it real hard, whip it whip it real hard,
I caught a charge, I caught a charge, YEA
Whip it real hard, whip it whip it real hard,
Aint but no funny shi*t still bitches and bizzness
Im on ma money shi*t still whippin them benzes
Majorly, who catch him because im bitchin
Jose Canseco just needs you because he finished
I feed him steroids to strengthen up on ma chickens
They flyin over pacifics to be specific
Triple c’s you know its phat we hold his sack
So nigga don’t rat, run and tell him that
Mo cars, mo hoes, mo clothes, mo blow
Its time to spend ma thrills, custom spinnin wheels
Talk about me cause these suckers scared to talk about me
Killas chalkin bout me, it aint no talk about me
It aint no walk around me, see all these killas round me
Lot of drug dealin round me, goin down to yay county
Don’t talk no 22, magnum cost me 22, sat it on a 22,
Birds go for, 22, le mamas super thin, she say she 22,
She seen no 22, we aint roll two twenty two,
I touch work like a convertible birth, I got distribution
So I convert it to work,
In da m i yayo, them niggas rich off yayo, startin slangin yayo
Dat shi*t been bangin yayo, everyday I’m hustlin
