[Skrilla, Monster, Coast.]

[Verse 1: Skrilla.]

I blow three for ten, smoke in the wind

Smoke one for my niggas locked in the pen

Skrilla all about his damn dividends

My clout, my loot, my damn Benjamins

Man I pop the trunk, and might drop the top

Always leave the house with my Glock on cock

Niggas mad at Skrill cuz they block on lock

Nigga fuck the talk and I'll pop hot shots

Hoes wanna talk, they'll do ya broad

Don't even hate boy, I'll pull your card

Playa think you hard? Nigga bring yo squad

Down to Woodbrother, Woodforrest Boulevard

Hoes wanna talk they’ll do ya broad

Don’t even hate boy, I’ll pull your card

Playa think you hard? Nigga bring yo squad

Down to Woodbrother, Woodforest boulevard

I'm sipping lean, promethazine

Nigga getting green, ain't been a thing

My Byzantine still shine so clean

Hopping out of stretch limousinеs

Im sippin lean, promethazine

Nigga gеtting green, ain't been thing

My Byzantine Still shine so clean

Hoppin out of stretch limousines

Im on the scene draped in fancy cloths

Gotta leave the club with some jazzy hoe

Got some niggas coming at me swole

Pop my trunk, pull out the four-four

I know they don't think they can take me down

Hoe ass niggas never seen me clown

Catch me slip, nigga I won't bitch

I'll get your ass on the rebound

[Verse 2: Monster.]

I'm H-Town raised, getting blazed

Getting laid nigga, getting paid

Sippin' lemonade in the shade

Niggas playa made where I stay

Been on the grind, getting mine

Did my time, now I'm living fine

Got so many throwed hoes in line

I got them boys really tripping huh?

[Verse 3: Coast.]

Some call me a throwed nigga, blowed nigga

Believe everything that's told nigga

Popping toxins and shopping robbers

Floss in the open road nigga

Watch me wiggin' got me feeling life is like a roller coaster

Stop and listen, I envision flying with the dodo smokers

Man, a nigga like me I floss my shit

Roll in a Benz with the windows tint

Piece for the chain, bling in the ring

Falling out with this drank I sip

Wave my trunk, display my bump

Fifteen carats grace my front

Screens is falling, niggas balling

Ya'll finna feel this life I stunt

[Bridge: Skrilla, Monster, Coast.]

Switching lanes, gripping grain

In my lap's my pistol mayne

Those who hate, gon' meet your fate

I show ya'll bout this game I'm playing

[Outro: Coast.]

Pimping hoes for shoes and clothes

Slamming precious Lexus doors

Understand me, rolling candy

Ain't trynna brag but Coast is throwed

On my mind is money making

Serving fiends this coke I'm baking

5-0 won't leave me alone

Texas prison chance I'm taking

Oh my God, man hold up

Too much lean up in my cup

Slow me down, turn me around

Ya'll gon' flip, I'm posted up