[Chorus X4] Shit I got a, couple blocks up in Georgia nigga I got a, little brother cooking quarters [Verse 1] I got a new trapper Vel Doston nigga Nigga front there be some birds, and I ain't calling nigga Straight gorilla, extortion niggas know what's up All black Grandville cruise, nobody noticed us I raced ahead in the last leg Conspiracy was alaised by the last FEDS I was acquitted in the last case Got my weight up I refuse to be in last place [Chorus X4] [Verse 2] Pyrex full of that raw, cooking that hard, cut it to rocks Shred the script and flood the block I got a couple ki's in Charleston nigga A bad breezy up in Boston, stalk a nigga I got a, safe house from Safe City Every rental I rent, plates tinted, and it got weight in it On turnpikes I turn white to ice, four or five tennis chains And Cartier eyesight, yes [Chorus X4] [Verse 3] Cuban connect, call them my Legos A Milton Bradley homeboy, I got the game sold I play with dough like Lil Bris play with Play-Doh A quarter ki to chicken leg, I flip them like Fabos What the game owe me, was a G pass Now I'm serving off the rock like Steve Nash My speed fast only E-Class bash When you see me and E-Class, know we see cash [Chorus X8]