Inergee

Gentlemen, this is a five-hundred-a-plate dinner

Oh, five hundred, oh, okay

Alright, no problem, here, put us down for, uh

Put us down for four in case we want seconds

Bitch, they heard we taxin'

Pull up tryna match that bullshit, nigga, we scrappin'

40, that's my bae, I can't hold her like a weak bladder

Pop a nigga, then forget about it couple weeks after

Everything me and Rio get on, they say we snappin'

Put some pressure on him, he gon' break, weak plastic

Hit the road, poured up an eight, then took a deep napper

Told bro I know how to punch, he threw a piece at me

Drink an eight and smoke a whole zip, now I got energy

Blew his head off from far away, J.F. Kennedy

They gave my unc' life for sellin' dope and he sixty-three

Barack came in office in '08 and gave him clemency

I'm still killin' Tay, he stole my bike in elementary

Bumped into his ass last year like, "You remember me?"

Shot him in his leg with a K, they call him Limpy T

I used to be a fiend, I would've killed you for a zip of lean

Smoke a nigga, then smoke a zip, then move to Tennessee

I'm taxin' for the power, Consumers Energy

In the USA makin' a play, my shoes from Italy

Caught a case out the States, blew up an embassy

I got some lil' circle orange pills, I want one-ten a piece

Just Johnny Caged a nigga at the store, I should've finished him

Bust a nigga watermelon open with a lemon squeeze

All I really smoke is Pink Runtz and Billy Kimber weed

Finna pull up on Freaky T, he got some different weed

Gelato 33 and Oreo Cake, I get it ten a G

Have my white boy crack your safe for a hit of clean

New AR came with more legs than a centipede

Bitch, I'm finna act dangerous

Hi-tech, Wockhardt, and Morton cool, but that Act' dangerous

Bro told me to leave the streets alone, but I'm back danglin'

Bought my bitch some Louis, took 'em back, she got fat ankles

I just smoked a half, now I look like a Black Asian

Made her sell ass on Craigslist, I couldn't Backpage it

Hit her, now she walkin' with a hunch, I'm a back-breaker

Take the soft, drop it in the pot, I'm a crack maker

Pussy, you don't want static

Drunk the pint before I even bought it, I'm a dope addict

Bought a Scat' but it wasn't loud enough, I added Flowmasters

Boog grew a pound in thirty days, he a grow-master

Rob a nigga, pop his ass once, he get a poke after

Tape his son up, then hit the E-way in Roadmaster

Poured a six in a small pop, it taste so nasty

Let the hoes suck my dick at once, it make 'em both happy

Unc' still buyin' 3X tees, man, he so corny

Counted up ten bands in all blues, me so horny

Dog ain't have no money for a feat', he threw me two 40s

Did a show for eleven hundred, but only threw forty

Ayy, let's get this shit poppin'

Plugged in, I can get the R's for six dollars

My son like steak, he ain't ever ate no McDonald's

Left school and went straight to work like I skipped college

I ain't had no job, my first sale was my bitch mama

Rollie fake as hell, I can hear that bitch tick tockin'

Niggas fucked up, do anything for a quick dollar

Niggas said I'm broke, that's like sayin' you seen a sick doctor

What is this? What is this? Where's all the money?

That's as good as money, sir

Those are I.O.U.'s

Go ahead and add it up, every cent's accounted for

Look

See this?

That's a car, two hundred and seventy-five thou'

Might wanna hang onto that one