[Intro: Wade]

(Yea), uh

When we roll them blunts, we be smoking bomb shit

We roll them blunts, we be smoking bomb shit

We roll them blunts, we be smoking bomb shit

Young Nigga mo'fucker don't start shit

[Verse 1: Wade]

Saved this game, now we popping that champagne

Fucking all these bitches that now know my name

Watch out for my goons, they got them Glocks man

Making sure you stay quiet, you don't wanna hear the bang

(Yea) It's that boy they call M.Wade

Maserati car that shit look like Asanti

Chilling with my niggas while I'm spitting like them southern games

Stupid bad bitches with big asses and I'm good man

Bitches love to gossip and that'll never change

I love money I should just be going green

They say they clean but I don't ever fucking trust em man

Looking so lost, how the hell'd you get here man

I'm riding for my team, your the designated driver

Do what I gotta do you can call that shit Survivor;

Game shows, fake foes, an abundance of bitches

Got these niggas so scared they all fucking twitching

Young Nigga in here, you know how I do it

Finger on the trigger, you way too scared to pull it

Watch me take flight like I'm faded

Calling old hoes just to let em know "I made it"

[Hook]

And y'all ain't on the shit that I'm on

Y'all ain't on the shit that I'm on

Love my fucking team, my team so fucking strong, NIGGA

[Verse 2: Sherrod]

It's On

And you can tell by my swag, bitch

Hop up on the mic and then I jump into my bag quick

Everywhere I go man I'm bound to fuck a bad chick

Niggas say they do the same but they bitches be average

A savage, is the only way that they describe me

You don't want no beef, a nigga box like he Ali

Try me

I'll have you hooked up to a IV

But I'm laid back, so you can just prolly

Catch me with some Dominican, Puerto Rican mamis

Spitting game at em, tryna get me a Minajy

Got a chick she call me Baby Boy, no Taraji

If you disrespect me you gon make me catch a body

And me and my nigga Wade, the hardest

All these wack niggas tryna rap, they just the targets

The way I fuck these niggas up they tryna press charges

Niggas think they nice, but they really sound retarded

A Nigga run his mouth, I show his bitch how to deep throat

Tie his feet, tie his hands--drag him from a speedboat

Ain't a drug dealer, I ain't never touch a Kilo

But I make them bitches wet, every time I hit a C Note

I'mma get this money, yea count a couple C Notes

A nigga chasing dreams ain't got time for the weed smoke

Real shit, I'll shoot a nigga like a free throw

Every where I go people know what I be reppin'

Pieces of the Pavement mo'fucker start respecting