Damn it feel good to see people up on it Flipped two kis in two weeks and didn't flaunt it My brain is haunted, with mean dreams GS's with BB's on it, supreme schemes, to get Richer Than Richie, quickly, niggas wanna hit me If they get me, dress my body in linen by Armani, check it My lyrical carjack, make your brains splat High caliber gats is all I fuck with, now peep the rough shit In my circumference, mad bitches, with mad lucci Bulletproof vestes under they coochie Spitting my uzi, don't lose me, my trigga niggas represent Driving dirty in J-30's getting bent And to my hit hoes, my murder mommies I be smoking trees in Belize when they find me While you still killing niggas with punanny, like heiny And Cyrus up in Cypress fuck you raw you on the floor with the virus While I just, slang coke, smoke pounds to choke Got lawyers watching lawyers so I won't go broke, now check it Them country niggas call me Frank White I'm squirting off in my loft of course I know my shit's tight Sunrise open my eyes no surprise Got my shorty flying in with keys taped to her thighs With all the utensils, who hang my china thing She half black half oriental eighty-six she got me rental The situation ain't accidental What? From a, from a young G's perspective.. (repeat 2X)