[Intro]
Aye, Gutta Dealership
Ya feel me? This that real shit man
Shout out to the BasedGod for the production, I love you for that
Yeah, yeah
I got a whole lot of swag, whole lotta bitches you know what I'm sayin'
Like I said, shout out to the Bitch Mob n***a, Bitch Mob n***a
Let's get it

[Verse]
It's my father who lay in heaven
I stretch my arms out
[?] gotta figure it out
People speaking on me, say you wasn't there for me
How do I know a child can't measure homie
I come to you fresh with patience
Something that these suckers can't do
Actually I take that back because can too
Let's work it, maybe ahead or two
Lord, I'm talking about the deepest depths
I stole cars seats, what's the rest?
I made CD's and put 'em all up in the deck
Always wanted this rap because I love music
Give me a chance, you know I'ma do it
I came through singing like the blues
It's Lil B, why would I ever lose?
I know the BasedGod, I gotta speak the news
[Outro]
Gutta Dealership, welcome