Hey (Ayy, Mitch) Bought some Wock, not to drink, just to keep in stock (Slatt) Got a stick way too big, I could kill a fox (Grrt) Hundred thousand dollars cash, spent it in a stock (That cash) Sixty eights on my ass, two millies in my Glock (You see) I can't cop no Aston Martin (Broke), that shit for the broke (No, no) I got me a new Lamborghini (Skrrt), it came with remotes (Yes) My bitch came from overseas, we fuck and she get choked (She fine) Outside with the goons and robbers, all white like the pope (Ooh, yeah) For the forty-fifth time, I'm good everywhere (On God) Big boy Ferrari, drop the top, it's red like February (Skrrt) Ten-carat earrings, a hundred grand, no kizzy (Ya dig?) This bitch geekin' off a school bus, she Miss Frizzie (Beep) Her best friend took too much boot, she too dizzy (Too dizz) I'm about to put 'em both in a figure-four Check a nigga out (Yeah), I'm that nigga that get shit done (Yeah) Tweetin' on my phone in the bath like Rev Run (Yeah, on God) Concrete boy, it's that new test ride on Big Pun (My bank) Got like five different APs, who want one? (Yeah, AP) It's a fact (Yes), I'ma always (Yes) get it done (I do) These niggas my sons and I'm 50 Cent (No love) Ridin' 'round (Yeah) in a Bentley (Yeah) and it got me bent (Yeah) This bitch thirsty, she need more water, you folks are Flint (Water) Bought some Wock, not to drink, just to keep in stock Got a stick way too big, I could kill a fox (Grrt) Hundred thousand dollars cash, spent it in a stock (That cash) Sixty eights on my ass, two millies in my Glock (You see) I can't cop no Aston Martin (Broke), that shit for the broke (No, no) I got me a new Lamborghini (Skrrt), it came with remotes (Yes) My bitch came from overseas, we fuck and she get choked (She fine) Outside with the goons and robbers, all white like the pope (Ooh, yeah) For the forty-fifth time, I'm good everywhere (On God) Big boy Ferrari, drop the top, it's red like February (Skrrt) I'm just tryna fuck her from the back with no issues We already know you goin' broke (Yes), keep your tissues Too much fuckin' money (Ooh) I've been making (Yes), I won't diss you Niggas plottin' on me, that's okay 'cause I tote pistols (Yeah, brrt) Niggas count me out, shit, that's okay 'cause I count money Fuck bein' in yo' top five, my mama's countin' hundreds (On God, Lousy)

(Enrgy made this one) Who am I? The Prince of the Mitten It's some dog food on that silverware, rinse off the dishes Me and you, two different guys, you out here sipping 'bout the bitches Drum hold some pocket change, I knocked the lint out his denim On his roof in all black, I hit his crib just like I'm Venom He ain't had a run since forever, tryna find momentum He ain't dropping, doggy-laced forever, we just micro-fent' him We ain't doing plain jane gold, you gotta ice your pendant We ain't toting sticks for no reason, gotta shoot your weapon Fuck around and lose both his feet, he too new to stepping Fogo De' ain't open today, had to go in Bucharest Finna leave the country, I might fuck around in Budapest Seven-different-color Marni hoodie, this bitch too majestic If you catch a body then you snitch, you gon' lose the credit I can do the credit, I can do the debit, this ain't new 90 percent of the grapevine, man, that shit ain't true Prices fluctuated, ain't the same ticket as yesterday Talking 'bout he in his bag only when he eat Better Made I can only thank God, I guess that these the better days Shit, I always come first like the letter A A, that's for "Active," B for "Blick" Hit him, make him do a backflip (brrt) C for "Crocs," rock 'em while I grab a package (woo) D for "Doc," need a 'script like I'm acting (ah) E for "Everything I see, I gotta grab it, I gotta have it" (brrt) F, that's for "F&N," shoot rockets when I blast it G, I got two on my feet, the Gucci bandit (woo) H, had it on my belt when I was Truey pantsing I (I), cannot be fucked with J stand for "Jeter," catch me in Cali, it's one lit K, that's for "Drac'," up it if you on some fuck shit (brrt) I took so many L's to touch the letter M Buffed up like a jock, where's my Virgil letterman? All this shit talking, man, I wish I had a peppermint Shit, you only get one life, you better treasure it I just Muggsy Bogues'd him, shorted him, he should've measured it ShittyBoyz,Dog $hit Militia, what's the deal, Enrgy? This bitch rocking (Bitch, yeah, long live $cams) A, that's for "Active," B for "Blick" Hit him, make him do a backflip (brrt) C for "Crocs," rock 'em while I grab a package (woo) D for "Doc," need a 'script like I'm acting (ah) E for "Everything I see, I gotta grab it, I gotta have it" (brrt) F, that's for "F&N," shoot rockets when I blast it G, I got two on my feet, the Gucci bandit (woo) H, had it on my belt when I was Truey pantsing I (I), cannot be fucked with J stand for "Jeter," catch me in Cali, it's one lit K, that's for "Drac'," up it if you on some fuck shit (brrt) I took so many L's to touch the letter M N to the O, that's my favorite word to tell a bitch P what I push, but I ain't Gunna, I ain't telling shit Q stand for "Quick," before you blink, I bet I'll sent a blitz R to the S-V-P, and you were not invited S-Plaid Tesla drive itself, no, it don't got a pilot T, that's for .223s, they tryna stop the violence You can never be me, it's only one Punch God V on my hoodie, got an X on my tee X to the D, reach for neck, bro gon' squeeze Why is you complaining? That ain't never did nothing (nope) Z's what I catch every time I sip something (nyoom) ShittyBoyz, Dog $hit Militia, that's A to Z