I said hold up, ma, I'll make you look good,
when I ride through the hood
26 inches, blowing nothing but the good
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,
Yellow Jag', elephant black leather
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
we living in them airs with wears
the most powerful glastrinomical
light hitting off the big tower, boo
You know I'm puffin' that good kush,
Antique whip, helping the hood blow,
The face makers, who chase heavy,
thick cake, head of the state