Released on January 15, 2013

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[Intro: Neef Buck]

It's Rodgers!


[Verse 1: Neef Buck]

2 bitches over, 1 counting, 1 cooking

Both Venezuela, they're from Harlem and Brooklyn

My up-top honey's, that's attracted to Money

I met them in SoHo, I was out shopping Dolo

In a black label Polo, fucking up lil bankrolls

You know I spend them how it come

Philly where he from

Nigga can't wear his watch without wearing his Gun hun

Ain't no brotherly love in my city

I gotta watch the niggas' that be with me

Envy, lust is at it's all time high

Test your relationship before you trust them guys

Go head and look out for them niggas, they still will try

Fresh out the pyrex, then let it dry

I got everything but 8 balls so hurry up and buy

Pinky ring pressed against the wood grain

I'm trying to get ahead, you're trying to maintain

[Hook: Neef Buck] (2x)

I move that hard ball, hardcore; Eddy Cane

They say I kicks that shit, call me Johnny Cane

Nigga what tip you on? Country Cane

I do no half steppin', call me Big Daddy Cane


[Verse 2: Neef Buck]

Black and gold Moncler, furry hood

2 new colt 45s that's chrome and wood

I don't really speak on nothing that's understood

And I don't really fuck on no chickens that's from my hood

Can't shit where you eat, can't piss where you lay

Pillow talking with women, rapping bout where you stay

Have them boys all up in your spot

40 Cal'll a give a nigga turtle top

Play pussy, niggas' gonna fuck you raw

A phone call'll, put your noodles in Spaghetti sauce

My tolerance running low on you fuck niggas'

Goons small as boogies, I just pluck niggas'

Camoflauge Tru's on the Tan Buttas

Eagle snap back but my brim leather

Balling like I'm Benji in some fresh Pennies

Give me the work and I just hand spring

Semi semi!

[Hook: Neef Buck] (2x)

I move that hard ball, hardcore; Eddy Cane

They say I kicks that shit, call me Johnny Cane

Nigga what tip you on? Country Cane

I do no half steppin', call me Big Daddy Cane