[Intro]

It ain't nothin'

For Queens, nigga, [?] for some work

That's regular, Harlem

La musica de Harry Fraud

[Verse 1: Grafh]

Uh, the product is heavy

I bought [?] like Rihanna with the Fenty

The collar on my rottweiler is a Fendi (that's nice!)

The fur that I'm rockin' is Prada for the Wendy

The bottom got caught in the door hoppin' out the Bentley

Stylin, it's not about the trendy

This is finesse, after I kill a pussy, I'm hoppin' out it gently

Gang shit, my squad in the assembly, we the movers

A stove hot than the coke in the pot, reproducers

Believe my shootеrs got the schedule that thе reaper usin'

'Cause we need opportunity, y'all niggas need excuses

I got [?] the dump, shotty the pump

The plug foreign, he be sounding like Melania Trump

Southside is our side, the front riding [?]

[?] bump

Body inside of my trunk

Shotty inside of my trunks

Take a pan, and make it dance

I don't negotiate the prices, but I do payment plans, cool?

[Chorus: Grafh]

You only a customer

Walking in the presence of hustlers

You only a customer

Walking in the presence of hustlers

Whippin that six up off the lot (ay, ay, ay)

Whip it till it's filling up the pot (ay, ay, ay)

This that [?] fish [?] drop

You only a customer, ah?

[Verse 2: Jim Jones]

Hope my face is just as good as my word is

Pump bass, you only as good as the bird is

Talking numbers, then tell me what the word is

You know I keep my gun in this city so I murder

Take your, hand out your pocket, please you making me nervous

Tryna impress me will only do you a disservice

Cause the preacher will be talking about you at the service

[?] 50 at you, hit you with 9 like you Curtis

Most of these niggas couldn't tell you what a gussy is

In my hood, I seen grown folks selling dust to kids

And then they ask why we ain't got no fucks to give

Stomach touching ribs, nothin' in the fridge

We ate off a sales from a crack transaction

How could they fix they mouth of a black man's actions?

You should be rewarded and applauded

They said our wires get tapped and our phones get distorted

They say, [?] is in the box, his phone got reported

Your mama shouldn't have did it, now your grown ass gonna get aborted

Fucking with the wrong person, champ, I'm a winner

Eat you like a shrimp scampi dinner

[Chorus: Grafh]

You only a customer

Walking in the presence of hustlers

You only a customer

Walking in the presence of hustlers

Whippin that six up off the lot (ay, ay, ay)

Whip it till it's filling up the pot (ay, ay, ay)

This that [?] fish [?] drop

You only a customer, ah?