"Part 1" lyrics
Phew, phew
Phew, phew, phew
Uh
Money the motor, kickin' the soda, I ain't even pour no cups
Uh, I'm in the booth right now with a Drac', I ain't even roll no blunts
Uh, slim in her waist, send her my way, I'm in that ho hittin' stunts
Uh, fourth and I'm out, set up the play, nigga, I ain't doin' no pun
Hustler, role model, really what a dope boy mean, man in the middle, nigga, you ain't really sold nothin'
In town, I can give it to you for a low number
Summertime, pulled up in the cut with a tee tall
Stuck in my ways, T-shirt and some Reeboks
B-boy fresh, so I throw on my G-Shock
In the kitchen, watchin' Money Loc rerock
Call the flip phone first, niggas be hot
Know the shit that you talk about, be about it
Take your lick like a man, don't speak about it
Speak on Ron, we pullin' up seein' 'bout it
You know Shiesty Pooh, man, don't play about him
Love [?] to death, gotta keep him 'round me
Blue and white on the block, got the streets surrounded
Nigga, hollows hot, ask anybody
Left the bank with a load and I can't hide it
Lost my heart as a jit and I ain't find it
Four deep on a tint when I'm out ridin'
I keep one in the head, pop out firin'
You ain't never made a nigga run out pine
You ain't trappin' for real, just stop lyin'
Tryna keep up for years, don't die tryin'
Say I really made sales at the stop sign
Shit real, I was outside front line
Money the motor, kickin' the soda, I ain't even pour no cups
Uh, I'm in the booth right now with a Drac', I ain't even roll no blunts
Uh, slim in her waist, send her my way, I'm in that ho hittin' stunts
Uh, fourth and I'm out, set up the play, nigga, I ain't doin' no pun
Wait, nigga, I ain't doin no pun
Phew, phew, phew
Uh
Money the motor, kickin' the soda, I ain't even pour no cups
Uh, I'm in the booth right now with a Drac', I ain't even roll no blunts
Uh, slim in her waist, send her my way, I'm in that ho hittin' stunts
Uh, fourth and I'm out, set up the play, nigga, I ain't doin' no pun
Hustler, role model, really what a dope boy mean, man in the middle, nigga, you ain't really sold nothin'
In town, I can give it to you for a low number
Summertime, pulled up in the cut with a tee tall
Stuck in my ways, T-shirt and some Reeboks
B-boy fresh, so I throw on my G-Shock
In the kitchen, watchin' Money Loc rerock
Call the flip phone first, niggas be hot
Know the shit that you talk about, be about it
Take your lick like a man, don't speak about it
Speak on Ron, we pullin' up seein' 'bout it
You know Shiesty Pooh, man, don't play about him
Love [?] to death, gotta keep him 'round me
Blue and white on the block, got the streets surrounded
Nigga, hollows hot, ask anybody
Left the bank with a load and I can't hide it
Lost my heart as a jit and I ain't find it
Four deep on a tint when I'm out ridin'
I keep one in the head, pop out firin'
You ain't never made a nigga run out pine
You ain't trappin' for real, just stop lyin'
Tryna keep up for years, don't die tryin'
Say I really made sales at the stop sign
Shit real, I was outside front line
Money the motor, kickin' the soda, I ain't even pour no cups
Uh, I'm in the booth right now with a Drac', I ain't even roll no blunts
Uh, slim in her waist, send her my way, I'm in that ho hittin' stunts
Uh, fourth and I'm out, set up the play, nigga, I ain't doin' no pun
Wait, nigga, I ain't doin no pun
