(BandPlay)
Uh

(Woah)
Plain jane, Cartiers for the bifocals (Bifocals)

I can let it rain, make it flood up the score (Make it flood up the score)
Hellcat fat, I don´t blow it back no more (I don´t blow it back no more)
You can tell I´m gettin´ money, I ain´t even gotta show (I ain´t even gotta show)
Fuck the plug, need the core, that´s the nigga, that grower (The nigga, that grower)
Fallin´ every recordin´ (Woah), guaranteed I won´t blow up (Can´t go)
Can´t sleep, forty whips (Woah), guaranteed they came to it
Nah, uh-uh (No)
Long way from the hood, now a nigga on tour (On tour)
Thug life, but I can´t go out like Shakur (Like Shakur)
Try to catch me at the light, nigga know we ain´t goin´ (Know we ain´t goin´)

Big way before the rap, I was already blowin´ (I was already blowin´)
Hit the BandPlay choppin´, knockin´, snatchin´ every drum (Rich drums)
Young nigga rich nigga from the South puttin´ on (Puttin´ on)
Now I get paid just to get up on a song (Get up on a song, let´s go)

Love sippin´ codeine, can´t leave the VLONE (Can´t leave the VLONE)
When the hood genie, these niggas be clones (These niggas be clones)
Shinin´ all the way, nigga, better hold on (Better hold on)
Can´t change nothin´, but this a million dollar phone (Million dollar phone)
You a rat and a bitch, we would never get along (We would never get along)

I won´t let him get a break (Woah), had him layin´ in his home (Woah)
Nigga don´t want smoke, he put my name in a song (My name in a song)
´Caine just hit and it´s already gone (Already gone)
Bad bitch layin´, I´ma be in that, her throat (I´ma be in that, her throat)
Slam dunk a ho like my first name Stone (First name Stone)
Get the whole ones now I´m livin´ in Quan (Livin´ in Quan)
Pop a Perc´ with a Addy, now I´m in my own zone (In my own zone)
Pull up, pick a halftime, got a nigga stoned (Got a nigga stoned)
Bitches love a nigga like I´m who? Mike Jones (Who? Mike Jones)

Might a nigga stepped, bitch, I´m big Frozone (Big Frozone, let´s go)

(Woah)
Plain jane, Cartiers for the bifocals (Bifocals)
I can let it rain, make it flood up the score (Make it flood up the score)
Hellcat fat, I don´t blow it back no more (I don´t blow it back no more)
You can tell I´m gettin´ money, I ain´t even gotta show (I ain´t even gotta show)
Fuck the plug, need the core, that´s the nigga, that grower (The nigga, that grower)
Fallin´ every recordin´ (Woah), guaranteed I won´t blow up (Can´t go)
Can´t sleep, forty whips (Woah), guaranteed they came to it
Nah, uh-uh (No)

Long way from the hood, now a nigga on tour (On tour)
Thug life, but I can´t go out like Shakur (Like Shakur)
Try to catch me at the light, nigga know we ain´t goin´ (Know we ain´t goin´)
Big way before the rap, I was already blowin´ (I was already blowin´)
Hit the BandPlay choppin´, knockin´, snatchin´ every drum (Rich drums)
Young nigga rich nigga from the South puttin´ on (Puttin´ on)
Now I get paid just to get up on a song (Get up on a song, let´s go)

Kept playin´ with a bitch, now they say that I´m wrong (Say that I´m wrong)
New opp pack, yeah, the older hit strong (Yeah, the older hit strong)

It´s VLONE my back, still rockin´ VLONE (Still rockin´ VLONE)
Tell ´em when you talk to me, better watch your tone (Nigga, better watch your tone)
Catch a nigga down bad, leave his face in his phone (Leave his face in a phone)
Yeah, I hear him talkin´, but I´m still on
Better get some money, get it broke, sendin´ one no more (No)
And I´m in the hood when I´m back home (Woah)
Post on the block with a deuce and a styrofoam (Styrofoam)
I don´t like to talk and my money long (Woah)
Grippin´ on the wood on the ´Cat like a microphone (Like a microphone)
In the trap like my name Corleone (Woah)
Hundred bags in, we gon´ get ´em in and get ´em gone (And get ´em gone)

Hit the club tatted with my chains on (Woah)
Standin´ on the couch, throwin´ money all night long (All night long)
You know what I´m on

(Woah)
Plain jane, Cartiers for the bifocals (Bifocals)
I can let it rain, make it flood up the score (Make it flood up the score)
Hellcat fat, I don´t blow it back no more (I don´t blow it back no more)
You can tell I´m gettin´ money, I ain´t even gotta show (I ain´t even gotta show)
Fuck the plug, need the core, that´s the nigga, that grower (The nigga, that grower)
Fallin´ every recordin´ (Woah), guaranteed I won´t blow up (Can´t go)
Can´t sleep, forty whips (Woah), guaranteed they came to it

Nah, uh-uh (No)
Long way from the hood, now a nigga on tour (On tour)
Thug life, but I can´t go out like Shakur (Like Shakur)
Try to catch me at the light, nigga know we ain´t goin´ (Know we ain´t goin´)
Big way before the rap, I was already blowin´ (I was already blowin´)
Hit the BandPlay choppin´, knockin´, snatchin´ every drum (Rich drums)
Young nigga rich nigga from the South puttin´ on (Puttin´ on)
Now I get paid just to get up on a song (Get up on a song)