Niggas got no heart so they gone in scared Talk the art of war, we're the connoisseurs Told them level up so we gone upstairs Lick a couple down, now they gone in pairs Sort of truth or dare but they wanted dares Bitches gonna cry so they wanted tears Big round table talk, now they wanted chairs Got the business plan, now they wanted shares Yeah, they been spoilt rotten I've been seeking answers, now everybody's got 'em Yeah, smart yutes, now everybody boffin Yeah, dancers, now everybody popping Cough, cough, now everybody coughing Big boss, now everybody bossin' When he let it go they like, "Why don't nobody stop him?" Passed out, wanna branch out but you asked out Got that big cash that you can't count Got that big mash then I marched out Got that big bad bitch I asked out I got that big madness you talk 'bout You better stand straight bitch, you can't crouch I'm 28 grams bitch, you half ounce Chicken trap house on a chicken spree Chickens well cooked and the frickersee Pussy look good so she took a beat Gassed it up bitch, so she took the heat Nigga push white and they pushing B Hollow cooks white, Hollow cook a key Now she look good, nigga who is she? Nigga grinding, call it Pusha T Man a buzzing, grab a dozen, dropped off to my cousin That was then, grab my brothers Couple hundred then and I'm covered Pass out, bend your back and you can't slouch Pussy so tight, she's like ow, ouch Run DMC and it's our house Passed out, wanna branch out but you asked out Got that big cash that you can't count Got that big mash then I marched out Got that big bad bitch I asked out I got that big madness you talk 'bout You better stand straight bitch, you can't crouch I'm 28 grams bitch, you half ounce Passed out, wanna branch out but you asked out Got that big cash that you can't count Got that big mash then I marched out Got that big bad bitch I asked out I got that big madness you talk 'bout You better stand straight bitch, you can't crouch I'm 28 grams bitch, you half ounce