[Hook]

Bitch, what you looking surprised for?

Nigga, what you looking surprised for?

Bitch, what you looking surprised for?

Nigga, what you looking surprised for?

I get that money and bounce back

I get that money and bounce back

It was just a minor setback

For a major fucking comeback

My first day, I didn't want no pussy

I just want the paper, then I kept it pushing

I put the zan in the popsicle

I put the lean in the Powerade

Pull up on your bitch and I spread her for dinner

I'm not the average contender

Get money from winter to winter

So many hundreds, think I print them

[Verse 1]

I call the shots like Master Splinter

I'm sipping on green and they call it venom

Sipping on mud in this dirty cup

Got [?] with the food in the counter

Your hoe acting like she don't do the molly

You know I know how to sell

Serve the nigga a sub sandwich

You would thought I work for breakfast

I got jammed up with my re-up

But I hopped right back out with my feet up

I like to wake up and roll out the ounce

Fuck that, I ain't waking up for head count

You know Hendrix cannot trust these hoes

And that is the way that it gotta be

Shit, I'm using them like they using me

Now, all of a sudden, now you mad at me

Everything Gucci or double G's

I do not go for the print-up

She sprinkle that molly in that coke bottle

No, I'm not your fucking role model

We come for the money, we ain't doing no talking

Extravagant, see, you can tell how I'm walking

Surrounded by millionaire players and bosses

Sipping lean in the morning, nigga, that's my calling

[Hook]

Bitch, what you looking surprised for?

Nigga, what you looking surprised for?

Bitch, what you looking surprised for?

Nigga, what you looking surprised for?

I get that money and bounce back

I get that money and bounce back

It was just a minor setback

For a major fucking comeback

My first day, I didn't want no pussy

I just want the paper, then I kept it pushing

I put the zan in the popsicle

I put the lean in the Powerade

Pull up on your bitch and I spread her for dinner

I'm not the average contender

Get money from winter to winter

So many hundreds, think I print them

[Verse 2]

Give him a teaspoon of that zan

'Cause I think the nigga sleeping on me

I keep it locked up and that reefer on me

Can't trust these hoes 'cause they cheating on me

Bitch trying to find where the love at

I'm trying to find where the drugs at

I'm in the back, smoking the backwoods

And the back, beating out your cul-de-sac

And I bet your bitch could notice that

She can just check out my posture

[?] like it's some candy

She geeked, but she cumming out the panties

Damn, one sold the fence

Now that hoe gon' go for everything

She fell in love with, yet again

You geeked up on everything

The power of the pussy will never change

I love them hundreds, you can keep the change

Beat the bitch out on the Percocet

Get out of there, then I'm on to the next

I can show you how to count up the bricks

I can show you how to cook it, homie

And records out the motherfucking product

XVL Hendrix, you know what's next

[Hook]

Bitch, what you looking surprised for?

Nigga, what you looking surprised for?

Bitch, what you looking surprised for?

Nigga, what you looking surprised for?

I get that money and bounce back

I get that money and bounce back

It was just a minor setback

For a major fucking comeback

My first day, I didn't want no pussy

I just want the paper, then I kept it pushing

I put the zan in the popsicle

I put the lean in the Powerade

Pull up on your bitch and I spread her for dinner

I'm not the average contender

Get money from winter to winter

So many hundreds, think I print them