[Intro]
What oh this the official version?
(Hell yeah n***a you better fucking body that shit n***a)
Yeah
(Gave you the mac sauce for this shit)

[Verse]
The world is mine you better back up
Shouts to all the young boys trying to stack up
Don’t spend the money on lean naw mean?
I’m in the car with a sweet thing
Permjuice leak on the things I put my hands on her tits
That’s another way to save my chips
Caues I be on the west coast shopping on Melrose
I know too many n***as
From the weed man to the n***a selling boats
Backpack equipped with Velcro
The villain god
Y’all n***as not really hard you’re soft like a woman’s jaw
Listen up n***as take heed to what I’m saying
When I step up in this bitch n***as know I’m not playing
Reckless, big necklace moving
Bright up in a dark place
My [?] came with an Uzi
I’m from over east
N***as born on the westside
Let’s get high
Grew up on the north pole with poor goals
Back up the car to my brother’s house
Other routes to my enemies house was foul
Put the mask on, got my dash to my spouse blouse
Then step back out to the streets to solve the beef
N***as out here scared of me
You will play this one time mother fucker it’ll stay on repeat
But back to the streets
N***as with heat looking for me
But I ain’t hard to find, I wash clothes by the [?] over east
N***as don’t really wan that part of static to happen
Because if shit happens it’s gonna be more than rapping and tragic
Killing y’all is half of the fraction
I drop bombs on your block you getting money done come to a stop
I put the bass on my back and walk forward
I’m ordering weed
Still got weed to blow with all of my peeps
I roll up the trunks
High, fun, smoke In my lungs
Hot links, cat at the barbecue off of 63rd
Deadly odds of fucking a n***as stomach up I go for the fries
Drive to the low end to get real high
We take time with the fast life
The goal is to spread your wings
Fly in the sky to drop lead on your team
[Outro]
Yeah n***a