i got some gidname for the bridnain
you've been doin' it for years
in a region where people supposed to fail
living in the bay with the sharks and killer whales
i'm too crispy and polished
i take my hat off to hustlers
and what i want for myself
and democratics wear blue
politicians be bangin' and set-trippin' like me and you
it's ok to have nice things
but don't let them things have you
that's what my og told me and my whole crew
in the heart of the slums i hung with the bums
so i started slangin' gook
whole stack full of hun'eds
whole stack full of hun'eds
from the kiddie walk to blackhawk
in a guarded gated community
no streetlights or sirens
in the land of the opportunity
rubbing my shoulder with the white folks
came a long way from grinding up on the block
life savings all in my socks
me and my niggas and gritters posted up with chops
i need to duplicate myself but i cain't 'cause i'm one of one
i pull strings like a banjo
i could have some niggas run up in your bando
my muscle car souped up and i ain't talkin' 'bout campbell
i'm thinkin' 'bout buying a bentley truck and a lambo
i dress like a king and i'm out here living a dream
if you put your mind to it you could do anything
whole stack full of hun'eds
whole stack full of hun'eds
tryin' to put something together
having my gouda and my cheddar
foldin' it backward like an omelet
'bout to get higher than i can measure
got that plug like a tesla
you might wanna check her
she slick and she freaky sneaky
she want me up in her kidney
she want me to suck her titty
your bitch doin' too fuckin' much
i ain't fuckin' with none of that
in the traffic checking my traps
only saps i fuck with is the sap center
fuck around and chop you down like timber
whole stack full of hun'eds
whole stack full of hun'eds