(League of Starz) (Sorry Jaynari) Who dat, talking bout, who dat Run up on me, you get your ass beat blue black Go on get nerve, I'm off the curb Push mountains of herb, you niggas already heard The bro Berg, keep a pistol gripped pump on his lap at all time Whatever however, cause young niggas stay trying See them and be like huh, nigga, what? Huh, give a fuck like whaaat Blow my weed, smash the gas Then hop up in my lane, she be looking way different Through these thousand dollars frames Millionaire mind, fuck the thousand dollars brain Thousand dollar lame only get loud around his gang ass nigga Ass nigga, Compton for real, you ain't gotta ask nigga Floating through the city like I'm on a raft nigga Mike Vick with the shit, I don't need a pass nigga Like what that shit do Yeah I'm just doing my thang, fingers in the sky Banging my gang like ooh Goon fall back, cause you don't want no problems like that Cause we gonna be like Huh, nigga what, huh, give a fuck, nigga whaaat (That nigga be like) Huh, nigga what, huh, give a fuck, nigga whaaat (That nigga be like) Your money funny you a clown The bitch hit me up then I'm probably going down It depends on how much of that shit I just had Pill cool but I prefer my MDMA by the bag Heavy hitter right here, all you other nigga's jabs Big talking bout beef till you serve they ass a slab Do the math hoes clash, cause I got them yelling, "Woo!" like Flair When I'm done they always ask, "How you do dat there!?" Hol' up, word to Master P and Young Bleed I pull your bitch she trying kick it fast as Chun Li 'Cause I'm a pimp see, word to Bun B Underground king, no checker, shout out to the bitch pressing Get a weight lifters, reppin' Cal like Ripken I'm on fire right now P burnin', no Syphilis Strap it up, you murder the pussy Real beef you don't talk, you just murder the pussy, see me? Yeah I'm just doing my thang, fingers in the sky Banging my gang like ooh Goon fall back, cause you don't want no problems like that Cause we gonna be like Huh, nigga what, huh, give a fuck, nigga whaaat (That nigga be like) Huh, nigga what, huh, give a fuck, nigga whaaat (That nigga be like) Who dat I bet your lady knew that She said he got a ticket on the molly, mommy do that Talking with my round diamond lane, I thought you knew that Pound half-Raider, hunned sixes is where we grew that See me on the 10 with my squad we so trill Or uptown with them foolies niggas, trapping by the mill I do it for my bros of the Locke Them hoes on stop I used to wear Pirellis back when Nelly was on top Now it's 442 my pack a bang rewinding My bitch is red as a Honda throw back on them Yokohamas I'ma slam the scraper You touch the paper it's go, me I'm just granted for show These hoes thanking it's snow I get it going my nig, I blow the horn and she ready Disrespectful? Nigga please, I'm the one with the fetti I'm going out with a bang, it's Lane on the chain I just throw up a diamond, nigga, cause Lane is the gang!

The foreplay started four minutes, twenty seconds ago Right when you hit my blunt Before you hop that lil body in my rari Just know that's that shit I'm on Freaks only If you rollin' wit' me ah yeah Freaks only That's the policy You know you bad girl But so is every chick around me Wherever I'm at girl Don't mean to sound cocky but it's poppin' You do the math girl (yeah, yeah) Chicks over here, chicks everywhere Snuck into my room, now they all up in my bed Tryna' get it poppin The foreplay started four minutes, twenty seconds ago Right when you hit my blunt Before you hop that lil' body in my rari Just know that's that shit I'm on Freaks only If you rollin' wit' me ah yeah Freaks only That's the policy, oh yeah Freaks only If you rollin' wit' me ah yeah Freaks only That's the policy, oh yeah Ay, I'm living in the fast lane I don't know if you can keep up Baby if you put ya' mind to it You'd be surprised what could go down In my two-seater But you ain't got a lotta' time, to choose up You forgot I got chicks over there Chicks everywhere Snuck in for my room Now they all up in my bed Tryna' get it poppin, oh The foreplay started four minutes, twenty seconds ago Right when you hit my blunt Before you hop that lil' body in my rari Just know that's that shit I'm on Freaks only If you rollin' wit' me ah yeah Freaks only That's the policy, oh yeah Freaks only If you rollin' wit' me ah yeah Freaks only That's the policy, oh yeah Aye, lil' mama check it (check it) B.A.D in the building you gon' respect it Roll about a zip and a half I'm 'bout to crash Before I give up my last You were laughing? Now gone get natty Hard to fool a nigga with them big wheels I like to play in that pussy Im a kid still Diamond Lane forever baby Who dat there? Bad Lucc and MB We a fool outchea The foreplay started four minutes, twenty seconds ago Right when you hit my blunt Before you hop that lil' body in my rari Just know that's that shit I'm on Freaks only If you rollin' wit' me ah yeah Freaks only That's the policy, oh yeah Freaks only If you rollin' wit' me ah yeah Freaks only That's the policy, oh yeah Only (yeah yeah) Only (ah yeah) Freaks only, yeah