Oh my God da Chevy a monsta I wanna thank the dope game for being my sponsors Cocaine white dope boy sneakers You wanna learn how to cook this dope I'm a teach ya Oh my God, The Chevy a monsta Freddy Cougar red the paint job will haunt cha' Niggas scared like it's Friday the 13 Ridin in my Chevy up on Nightmare and Elm Street Shidd! Seven figures for the neck piece You like this? Wait until I get my neck piece Dope boy sneakers, dopeboy features You wanna learn how to cook this I can teach ya Chevy pushin' 500 horses to beat cha Pussy look like money bitch I'll probably eat cha Sellin crack, show me where the kitchen at Let me make my money back, nigga I'm a tripple dat I killem with da ride like Marilyn Manson Trunk beatin' hard I bet the devil is dancin I see 'em glancin' my pockets lookin' real chubby They came to my momma house lookin' for the hard But I ain't wanna sell dope please for give me Lord The crack rocked up, The bricks blocked up Everythang will be fine unless they stop us My Uncle Mane sayin' prayers from a prison cell 20 years cause they caught 'em tryna make a sale I give 'em hell, Nigga mother fuck a hater Now I'm a say this shit again let's go get this paper Trunk full of white on the intersate Nigga I'm eatin' like these streets is my dinner plate And all I need is a spoon A pyrex jar and some elbow room Now I got the hos in the 'Ham I ain't playin bout this paper I'll put some holes in ya ass Look, my weed jumpin out the blunt Cause the blunt in my car feel like it's jumpin out the trunk Blood diamonds in my neck-a-lace Got the hos lookin possessed, I'm the exorcist Bitch say hi to the bad guy That's why all them hos point when I pass by