[Intro: Baby Smoove]

My nigga from the jungle, they done put 'em in a cage

Ay, ay, ay

(Joog)

[Chorus: Baby Smoove]

My nigga from the jungle, they done put 'em in a cage

Hit your block with five Glocks, givin' everybody fades

Let the phone to my ear, it's a light 30K

It's a big 560, take up the whole lane

I'm on Rodeo now, just shoppin' for Dior

You can have the bitch back, bro, I know that she yours

I'm 'bout to bust down the Cuban, that's somethin' you can't afford

My house is real big, I got four garage doors

[Verse 1: Fenix Flexin]

I'm sippin' Tech, ridin' with the TEC (TEC)

I'm verified in real life, I don't need a check (I don't need a check)

Bitch, I got your baby mama, she my lil pet (She my lil pet)

I just popped a Percocet and got it real wet (Got it real wet)

One thing about my money, bitch, it well-kept (Bitch, it well-kept)

One thing about this money, bitch, it well-spent

I been sippin' on this muddy, I'm a lil bent (I'm a lil bent)

When the nigga pop them Roxi's, feel like Clark Kent (like Superman)

In that S 550 with the dark tint (Skrrrt)

He ain't open when we knockin', so we barged in (We barged in)

Ay, home invasion if we get caught (Invasion)

So I pull that pistol out and let that stick talk (Let that stick talk)

You gon' drive her to her crib, I let that bitch walk (I let that bitch walk)

Ay, a couple thousand what my kicks cost

When a nigga pop them Perkies, I get pissed off

I just threw a couple thousand let, get this bitch off me (Bitch)

[Verse 2: Talibando and Fenix Flexin]

One thing you gotta know about me, I ball hard (Yes)

If I stretch the money out, that shit might be a 100 yards (Bitch)

The bitch to the crib, you ever seen a 100-large? (Agh)

Ask around in my hood, I'm the Head Nigga in Charge

Won "trap star" the last few years in a row

How you do it jumpin' on and out the hound? Shit, I don't know

Long nights in the trap, remember sleepin' on the floor

Now I got my money up, when I get bored, pick up and go

[Verse 3: Baby Smoove]

At the crib, kinda high, about to flip it to an M

All net with the choppa, I don't never hit the rim

What I do in Neiman Marcus, you would think it was a gym

5-star restaurant, and we're high as a blimp

I'm the mayor of my city, no cap, really him

Ride in the Bentley, take the bitch out her M

Real VV's, hit when the lights dim

I just blew a ball of Runtz, you can't even buy a tenth

[Chorus: Baby Smoove]

My nigga from the jungle, they done put 'em in a cage

Hit your block with five Glocks, givin' everybody fades

Let the phone to my ear, it's a light 30K

It's a big 560, take up the whole lane

I'm on Rodeo now, just shoppin' for Dior

You can have the bitch back, bro, I know that she yours

I'm 'bout to bust down the Cuban, that's somethin' you can't afford

My house is real big, I got four garage doors