Verse

I′d be feeling like fuck cops, let him get the buck shot

Dollar, dollar bill Ima show you where the bucks die

Hit him with the kung pao, I be going nuts now

Used to get the run-'round, shawtys wanna fuck now

Verse

Baby, I'm back again ain't nobody iller

Beating on my chest like a fucking gorilla

Grew up on A Tribe Called Quest and J Dilla

But the Mac told me how to swing donuts for real

I′m just a product of my mother fucking environment

Verse

So growing up all I wanted was a crew gone wild

Had the crew goin' wild, I spit a couple freestyles, turn my life around

Yеah these cats, if you forgot, they wan' bitе me now

But what′s surprising about it, not a motherfucking thing I guess

Verse

So I got to do mine I put in all of this time

The first son turned water to wine, not lying boy

I'm not even trying, I'm Popeye off the spinach, going out of his mind

These cats chicken, and they bout to get fried

Sitting in the cloud in the sky

Looking like a fucking crash course on how to get fly

Pre-chorus

On the Bay bridge headed to the rowdier side

Where the bae says, don't be sniffing powdery lines

To smoke rock cocaine, straight from Ronald Reagan

But we still know every song off of riding the dragon, waddup

Verse

I′m a fucking big boy, all I do is make noise mother fucker waddup

Have the sauce day one I ain't talking A-one lil' mama what′s up

We's chewing on pills though still we in the hills mother fucker waddup

Now I′m all around the map with the Bay on my back

Verse

Look, I just bought a Glock just to shoot at the cops, pop, pop, pop

Turn a pig to a fucking pork chop what's next?

Ain′t playing with these cats no more

I get to murderin' the beat, that's what the casket for

Verse

I got a feeling in my gut that the cash is close

I hear them switching up their tune, tryna match the note

And the snakes out there so the grass get mowed

I ain′t tripping that's exactly what I′m asking for

Verse

I told him go ahead and bank on me

Rappers frontin' that they gassed up

Really got the tank on E

If you finna brag, don't play about me

Sweetie sugar, ice tea what it ain't going to be okay (okay)

Verse

Headed back to the mission

Sliding on the bridge, bumpin' back to my mansion

All we ever wanted was to slap in the whip

500 on a car and a rack in the system

I′m actually different the facts and the printer

Back to the wall 'til my ass got splinters, dawg

Don′t pass me a swisher, if it ain't a back, it ain′t even all that

Pre-chorus

On the Bay bridge headed to the rowdier side

Where the bae says don't be sniffin' powdery lines

I smoke rock cocaine straight from Ronald Reagan

But we still know every song off of riding' the dragon, waddup

Chorus

I′m a fucking big boy, all I do is make noise mother fucker waddup

Have the sauce day one, I ain't talking A-one lil mama what's up

We's chewing all pills, though, still we in the hills mother fucker waddup

Now I′m all around the map with the Bay on my back

Outro

Mother fucker with that