(HOOK)
Hunnit round sticks and they keep on drumming
All this money I keep on thumbin
All this work I give it to my runners
These diamonds on me got me looking like I’m stunntin
I hustle for mines im not giving u nothing
You play wit the rookies I run wit the vets
War scares bullet wounds all in my chest
Twist up fingers and throw up ur sets

(VERSE)
Tell them crackers to break out the scales
We ship out the work and break down all of the bails
392 but I need a 812 illmatic shit it ain’t hard to tell
Fast as turtle but slow as snail
If don’t try boy u just failed
I’m on da yellowline making da sells
Fuckwit forex bustin down trades
I create a way u niggaz is in the way
Dinner is made today the only thing is gettin paid on the agenda today
Wide body shark come out when it’s time to play
Bust down a plate wit ray
On my knees I pray
Steppin cools grey
Ain’t no easy way
Gold oil and drugz
I’m off the curb and I play in da mud
I’m so fresh I don’t use no suds
Tell that bitch come wash my body
Let her throat come hug my dick
Tap and go I play wit chips
I’m in the future wit this shit
Slap stick when I shift that 6
760 for these kicks
Solid Cuban on my wrist
Bad ass Nigga gettin stacks
Swerving thru wit this 40 shot Mac
Pussy nigga pardon my back
We pull up foreigns back to back
We hop out fuckin up all these racks
I don’t let home wit out my bitch
Modified it added a switch
My bitch body bad as shit
I gave her 1200 for that shit
Wit new eyes I can’t not miss
In da kitchen cheffing up bricks
Nope breaking down all these pounds
Ralph Lauren purple label cargos chocolate brown
Made 4 thousand four hundred 8 off a pound
Love the way she suck it she sound like she goin to drown
Turn a frown to smile
See u later Crocodile
We out hunting right now
40 come out and back him down

(HOOK)
Hunnit round sticks and they keep on drumming
All this money I keep on thumbin
All this work I give it to my runners
These diamonds on me got me looking like I’m stunntin
I hustle for mines im not giving u nothing
You play wit the rookies I run wit the vets
War scares bullet wounds all in my chest
Twist up fingers and throw up ur sets