[Intro: Cryosphere & Paff]

Crack shot, gonna rock you with that one-tap pop

Loot your body-ody-ody-ody

Grab your thotty, hit the party at the Wu spot

Subie on the rooftop

My getaway is clean, once I leave your whole crew mopped

Tell me what is your order?

I made so much money, I got a sleeping disorder

I go over the line like I work at the border

Crushing all the opposition, pestle and mortar

Thank you for all the supporters

[Chorus: Paff]

Got too many stones in my chain, I can't count

When I take my shot, I will always make it count

Broke in the South, I finally made it out

Now I'm adding commas to my bank account

Going to the top was always the route

You know who you speaking to? You should watch your mouth

Broke in the South, I finally made it out

Now I'm adding commas to my bank account

[Verse 1: Paff]

I got the baddest bitch, I got the fastest car

Out of reach, I am a superstar

They want no beef, salad bar

I be counting blue faces, Avatar

Tell me what is your order?

I made so much money, I got a sleeping disorder

I go over the line like I work at the border

Crushing all the opposition, pestle and mortar

Thank you for all the supporters

We go dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb

When I pull up to your block, you run, run, run

Look at all these motherfuckers, they look dumb, dumb, dumb

I don't see no one

[Chorus: Paff]

Got too many stones in my chain, I can't count

When I take my shot, I will always make it count

Broke in the South, I finally made it out

Now I'm adding commas to my bank account

Going to the top was always the route

You know who you speaking to? You should watch your mouth

Broke in the South, I finally made it out

Now I'm adding commas to my bank account

[Verse 2: Cryosphere]

Crack shot

Gonna rock you with that one-tap pop

Loot your body-ody-ody-ody

Grab your thotty, hit the party at the Wu spot

Subie on the rooftop

My getaway is clean, once I leave your whole crew mopped

Drinkin' up a couple grapes from Lil' Ese's juice box

Mando trippin', CG sippin' wine from the Vineyard

Rule of four, locked and loaded soldiers on approach

Got the Uzis yellin' from the bench, "Put me in coach!"

Chaos ringin' on your phone, this is a courtesy call

We bringin' Posa and Pistone, we never worried at all

Fabricate the whole industry, supply and demand

Watch the city burn, and hold it in the palm of my hand

[Chorus: Paff]

Got too many stones in my chain, I can't count

When I take my shot, I will always make it count

Broke in the South, I finally made it out

Now I'm adding commas to my bank account

Going to the top was always the route

You know who you speaking to? You should watch your mouth

Broke in the South, I finally made it out

Now I'm adding commas to my bank account