Intro

Laid Back P nigga! Let's get it! God damn where my mind at Oh, you don't smoke Well go ahead and catch this contact Niggas couldn't see me if they had they best contacts Sav bustin' niggas no hand-to-hand combat Finessing ain't dead I'm bussin' jugs I love it Told baby I ain't no thug nigga But I be thuggin' I see the hate in niggas eyes When we out, they be muggin' Tryna run my bands up I ain't got time for clubbin' Niggas lyin' on they songs They just puttin' on a act I don't tell fairytales I only rap straight facts Big doggin' on you niggas Y'all more pussy than these cats All this fuckin' cheese on me Gotta watch out for the rats I'm talkin' bout the snitch niggas I ain't talkin' these hoes Call these niggas D-League Cause they can't get to the pros Light ice on my neck But that shit still froze Young, expensive niggas Y'all can't even afford these clothes Like a Gucci belt nigga I'm tryna get to the G's We only blow loud cookie Y'all can blow on them seeds Young, fly nigga Used to rock the braids with the beads I'm a young boss All these niggas follow my lead Last summer wasn't so good I fucked around and took a loss But I still bounced back I'm a mothafuckin' boss Playin' the nice role with these niggas That'll get you crossed And I blow hella smoke Niggas call me exhaust I'm focused on my wants now I already got what I need Hit em' hard with the bullets Now I feel like Drew Brees Man this rappin' shit so simple Yeah, I do it with ease And I fucks with ranch But a nigga love that blue cheese