I don't beef on the internet, I approach you I ain't shooting five with a nigga I gotta smoke you My dog said his box just landed, he got his load through Drive by music, this shit he can pop his toast to His chopper smoke and it adiós you My buzz bi-coastal Took the game over like I'm supposed to I'm in position you cannot get close to I got shot in my throat Still got four classics at my disposal And the bitches admire my ways I was wilding inside of a cage, now I set fire to stage Every verse recited is wave And I ain't writing a page, hardest nigga out till I lie in my grave Cook the white up in the microwave You at work tryna get holiday pay I'm on an island for days Getting money like Big Meech '06 This Griselda, DJ Preemo shit, motherfucker Ayo, rich lord, poor lord Read the headlines '04, me and 'Chine Gun was packing dimes Coke spot I had at least 100 and a line Sell another brick And we copping twin fives Ayo, out in Daytona, Rolex Daytona Fiend hit it once, fell out into a coma Sean Elliot, MAC-10s out the Rover Might shoot it 32 times for the culture Niggas bagging boy, rocking loverboy Undercover neighbor, turn the oven on It only had two bodies, I put another on We sold a thousand bricks after summer gone Drive-in, the forty-five with the potato lie in the right hand Dyin' first them burglars flew on the high end The prices won't drop unless you buy ten Hopped out the Lamborghini Urus like Guy Fish In my cell reminiscing when I used to dime pitch The rhyme sick, K in the 'Vette chain, Wang trench How you doin', Flygod? Same shit, bigger bag Cocaine Cullinan' with the dealer tag Ayo, rich lord, poor lord Read the headlines '04, me and 'Chine Gun was packing dimes Coke spot I had at least 100 and a line Sell another brick And we copping twin fives I skip town with the money My bitch the accountant You ever try to board a plane with a brick in your outfit? You know I work hands on Had to sit in them houses Learned from real drug dealers, not from internet browsing Who cooked the food in the kitchen that they filling they mouth with? Then headed West like Deion when he split with the Falcons Look at me and see a vision of Malcolm, slightly grinning But long as we keep winning I can live with the outcome, uh Drake had Rihanna, Mike had Madonna But I drove a few bricks through the Carolinas It's true that they underestimate you when you're modest So I'm fronting on 'em every chance I get, to be honest Ask about Griselda, they tell you that we the hottest Flip whatever I can sell ya 'cause failure won't be an option Yeah, I sowed a block together like a seamstress And I lived to rap about it on some Preem shit, let's go Ayo, rich lord, poor lord Read the headlines '04, me and 'Chine Gun was packing dimes Coke spot I had at least 100 and a line Sell another brick And we copping twin fives