Straight out of the scum straight out of the slum (Broke street lights and blunts Ice cream trucks and guns) Straight out of the slum straight out of the scum (Broke street lights and blunts Ice cream trucks and guns) Trying to run that walk hollow bodies drop yeah I got my aim on lock (Trying to match up reach up) Trying to run that walk hollow bodies drop yeah I got my aim on lock (Trying to match up reach up) I'm on some carnage gore I want to see some bodies blow These talking hoes are stepping toes and they ain't tryna see me go I'll fuck around and do some shit I won't believe it either Looking for attention in the wrong direction yall should take a breather I'm city wide you're city lies rappers now defined by the likes Yet the tickets at the door say otherwise Shout out to the O the rest of yall could eat a dick We be rocking show so you could step up to my clique Baby stepping proudly truly building though Play my tape inside your office watch the building blow riding low Even when these hoes is tryna drown me I hold my own I'm so ahead of life this world this old You keep my steps in sight I'm flattered Just for that today I'm smoking fatter If you wait what you portray the shit you talk ain't matter Getting served without a platter Fuck a dream I'm living real Told her that philosophy and now she tryna cop a feel Life be getting way too real when I chief a bunch I feel the fuckery around so yall can miss me much Your odor kind of fishy kind of like a bitch I hang with nothing but them young thugs like the gang was rich Flying overheads like the name was Birdman Yall ain't really call it rap if yall ain't getting now one mad aww mann I hope you ain't slip ill catch you on the flip Set you with a flirt she that fuck you with a drip (AAAHHH) In the drop top whip fuck a hot box wilding out Hot like black rocks serving other bodies drugging out Swerving all the skeemy hoes like my city puddle holes Douchey with the scumbag Squad fuck what you propose Dirty mothafucka from the dirty note crew Heavyweight gorilla flow that leave you gassed up like a Jew Shout out to the homie spliff harder than my stiff smoke you like a spliff Numb you like to sniff throw you off a cliff And you ain't even see it coming yea we running up I heard talk is cheap around the corner that's wassup Overwhelmed with opinions and contradictions so I'm out with the sickest Spokenly fittest yall playing quidditch yall should just quit it Now on another note I'm on another note Cruel Deville Shout out to the fool that's catching feels My play is real Ill do your girl in heels I seen the way she seen me I told you I play for keeps u didn't believe me Class is now in session no rapper is exception The green light goes to all of yall like Ynoe said we after all of yall Blessed coast my city looking like a circus with you jokes You ain't beef this a weenie Roast At your show acting loud who tryna squabble Knock you with my chain go back inside the show start acting louder And fuck you mean you ain't heard of me though Three nine seven seven till you catch me snorting gold without my migos

Ooo Yeah, we choppin' up that smelly Before we hit the roof, we rip the illy Okey, dokey, gassed up Post up on a rooftop Smokey, smokey rasta Sippin' on a juice box It's always sunny, don't need a raincoat Just roll the blunt with drizzled honey Need some mango and let the pain go It's Sunday afternoon and I got nothing on my mind I just want another spliff and smoke it, smoke it till I'm high I just want roll with my windows down We gon take a ride downtown and maybe we can smoke (smoke, smoke) We got nowhere to go (go, go) Just a couple kids in the hills up in Hollywood Post up in the whip, rollin' a backwood Maybe we can smoke (smoke, smoke) We got nowhere to go (go, go) I'm waking up to hotbox Damn, I can't see nothing Cloudy with no sunny day Turn up, now we bumpin' Drop the top and we dippin' out Cop the crop and we whipping now Lock and load and we done exploded Fold the bill, she drippin' now She said, "Where you wanna go I got all this weed to smoke" Baby, I just wanna roll Hold it, hold it, let it go We been whippin' down the coast Sun be shining through the roof Now we livin' on the road, yeah I just want roll with my windows down We gon take a ride downtown and maybe we can smoke (smoke, smoke) We got nowhere to go (go, go) Just a couple kids in the hills up in Hollywood Post up in the whip rollin a backwood Maybe we can smoke (smoke, smoke) We got nowhere to go (go, go) Yo, yo Let me get a sip of that water I'm feeling dehydrated Oh, the east side made it to the west side Faded on the beach side jaded from the tree like Sippin water even thought it seem out dated Dispensaries and Hennessey vanishing the memories Brain cells droppin' like the Kennedy's Choking on the remedies Honey bee lemon G's surrounded by serenity Peaceful in parentheses 'Cause inside I be going crazy Nostalgia on my mind Miss daffodils and daisies I miss the summertime Every time the summer dies Missin' on my summer sweet she be off with other guys Missin' livin' sunny side Missin' all the summer highs Waiting for tomorrow 'cause they Promised me the sun will rise, but fuck

Guchy them either born with it Or pay for it Top shelf, top shelf Girls round the world Gal you a top self, top shelf gal Top shelf, body well did Gal you a top shelf yeah Them girl a some top self girl With some top shelf body With some top shelf pussy underneath Wonder how them do it Make me hold a dust pan Them girl a sweep mi Right off a mi feet Me love me self some top self woman With some top self curve Top shelf tithes with some Top shelf booty Top shelf girls top shelf intellect A them the type a girl Make the feds boss giddy giddy You nah do the credit Mek you own a money An if you want to do you body Got the money spend it Some girl a flass an a hype a road Owe one bag a people In a them area code Top shelf you work the money Show up the body top shelf girls Yes a uno run the city Top shelf hear nail clothes perfume Make married man a sleep a road Some top self girl With some top shelf body With some top shelf pussy underneath Wonder how them do it Make me hold a dust pan Them gal yah a sweep mi Right off a mi feet Mi love mi self some top self woman With some top self curve Top shelf tithes with some Top shelf booty Top shelf girls top shelf intellect A them the type a girl Make the feds boss giddy giddy An not that alone you a top shelf girl In a the kitchen no maid no cook You dam food, top shelf Top shelf you a boss Top shelf in a bed Top shelf with you broom An you mop in a hand Top shelf in a the club When you a link with you friends Top shelf by the bottle Cush in a head Jah know mi get a top shelf high When me look pon them gal yah Them girl a some top shelf girl With some top shelf body With some top shelf pussy underneath Wonder how them do it Make me hold a dust pan Them girl a sweep mi Right off a mi feet Mi love me self some top self woman With some top self curve Top shelf tithes with some Top shelf booty Top shelf girls top shelf intellect A them the type a girl Make the feds boss giddy giddy You no do the credit Make you own a money An if you want to do you body Got the money spend it Some girl a flass an a hype a road Owe one bag a people In a them area code Top shelf you work di money Show up di body top shelf girls Yes a uno run the city Top shelf hear nail clothes perfume Make married man a sleep a road Some top self girl With some top shelf body With some top shelf pussy underneath Wonder how them do it Make me hold a dust pan Them girl a sweep mi Right off a mi feet Mi love mi self some top self woman With some top self curve Top shelf tithes with some Top shelf booty Top shelf girls top shelf intellect A them the type girl Make feds boss giddy giddy

Dollar, dollar bills Dotes, marks, franks, yens and pounds I rock the chopped up sounds from devinger dounds Out the Ford Rover, up top in the boogie I be loyal to my peps just like pooh to stud doogie Never bearer bad news, paying crazy dues I'm blowing out crews and taming mad shrews Like Bill Shakespeare, the fakes will disappear The flavor in your ear is strong like everclear 200 proofs will put the match to the roof And set this bitch on fire, get rich to empire About to strike back if you rock the mic whack And that's the way it is 'cuz yo it's like that Money, money y'all It be the root of all evil Money, money y'all It makes you popular with people I go back to the '80's like, "Three times a lady" When it was pussy for free and crack for currency It just occurred to me, it's time for surgery I remove emcees like tumors The lies and the rumors got me thinking of this dove About time made social club Yo, word to my mama, I'm high off the trauma Whitey Ford gets deeper than a subway train And I serve lazy fools like fast food chains All pain no gain makes the brain insane Life in the fast lane deflates the cash gain Dollar bill y'all, dollar bill y'all Dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla bill y'all Dollar bill y'all, dollar bill y'all Dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla bill y'all Everlast, it takes money (To get that fly ass hoe) It takes money (To see me rock a live show) It takes money (To get that last bag of smoke 'cuz [unverified]) Hey, I'm about to gee off just like my name was Edo Black kids call me Whitey, Spanish kids Whito White kids call me king of this B-boy thing If it's broke than he fix it, if it's wack the mix it Can't none of you emcees ever fuck with these You be crazy on my dick like some porno chick For the style that I'm blessing, ain't no second guessing Can't heed the lesson, subtraction, addition The war for submission, ain't no debate Won't stop until I've eaten off a platinum plate I want stocks and bonds, plus the real estate I want the iron gates and low interest rates Plus a fly little spot to bring all my dates A little stash of cash to put inside the safe When times get lean, y'all know what I mean (Money, money y'all) Some be calling it cream (Money, money y'all) Some be calling it feti (Money, money y'all) But once I get it I'm jeti Dollar bill y'all, dollar bill y'all Dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla bill y'all Dollar bill y'all, dollar bill y'all Dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla bill y'all Dollar bill y'all, dollar bill y'all Dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla bill y'all Dollar bill y'all, dollar bill y'all Dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla bill y'all Dollar bill y'all, dollar bill y'all Dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla bill y'all I want cash and checks, I want diamond rings I want jewels on my neck and mad fly things I want stacks of fat chips so I can take long trips I want to sail the Bahamas on my own cruise ships I want acres of land, I want papers in hand I want stocks and bonds, all pros, no cons Hey, if it smells funny then pack it up honey I want the money y'all, I need the money y'all