[Hook]

Wearin’ Polo, wearin’ Gucci, at the same damn time

Gettin’ head, eatin’ coochy, at the same damn time

Smokin’ kush, smokin’ sour at the same damn time

Sellin’ hard, sell powder, at the same damn time

At the same damn time, at the same damn time

At the same damn time, at the same damn time

Countin’ money, twistin’ green, at the same damn time

Drinkin’ liquor, sippin’ lean, at the same damn time

[Verse]

If y’all try to rob be, got to shoot me first

The gun is under my Gucci shirt

The boy a G, I got a ho with me

And she keep the heat in her Gucci purse

I got dough to give, yea yo to flip

And I might throw the dick in this groupie first

I like the bitch cause her coochy squirt

I'mma hit it, I’m lickin’ that coochy first

Chicks like me now and they wipe me down

I might go buy a Free Boosie shirt

I'mma pipe it down till that coochy hurt

I'mma hit but I’m gettin’ that coofee first

I’m on the strip with that fish scale

This raw, we call that sushi work

A closet full of that (Gucci)

Li-like the adlibs in a Gucci verse

I I I sling bricks they can’t flip

The same shit that got pookie murk

I’m a G but not on that gang shit

That’s the same shit that got tookie murked

I’m a Gang Starr like Guru

With the seaman freezed that’s true blue

You cheatin’ on your boo boo

But your girl cheatin’ on you too

I said I wanna fuck you, boo

And she said I wanna fuck you too

But all you can do is give head tonight

Cause at a red light I’m like soo woo

I I I ain’t gotta front

It’s a lot of things I want

So I’m grindin’, t-tr-tryna do a lot of things at once

[Hook]