text: Huh, yuh, uh
  Fiji water, grandaddy purp
  Pussy off the pedestal, let the semi squirt
  D.R.I.P. M.O.B. motherfucker call me bread alert
  You throwin ones, bitches throw it back while they on percs
  Yuh
  Gave her dick, made her head burst
  Addicted to the flavour
  She call me Starburst
  Rollin marijuana, lick the wood first
  Excuse me, I let the semi-automatic burp
  Fiji water, Skywalker OG
  You think you know me
  Im ghost like Ben Kenobi
  Finna flow free
  Floating like a spirit, call me holy
  Put it down for Asian brothers, when I bleed I bleed shinobi
  Yuh
  I bleed shinobi
  Haters try to clone me but they dont know how to zone me
  Bitch, Im a one man team you could call me Kobe
  Sip Fiji smoke the OG
  Tippin off the syrup call me 666
  Smokin on the jitt, she smokin on my dick
  Purple tape its only built for Cuban links
  Penny for your thoughts
  A dollar for your dreams
  And so it seems
  Cash rules everything around me
  B-Real: Like a puppet on a string x8
  The Notorious B.I.G.: Tremendous C.R.E.A.M
  Fuck a dollar and a dream
  Still tote gats strapped with infrared beams
  Cho-choppin Os, smokin la in Optimos
  Money, hoes and clothes: all a nigga knows
  Tremendous C.R.E.A.M
  Fuck a dolla- fuck a dollar and a dream
  Still tote gats strapped with infrared beams
  A foolish pleasure
  Whatever
  I had to find the buried treasure
  So grams I had to measure
  Bugattis and Maseratis
  Pipe dreams, since a youngin always frothed a Rari
  12 wanna see me do time, wanna see me scurry
  Will I be locked? Im praying to the Mahdi
  Dreading it like rastafari
  Pull up with my demons aint in a hurry
  My Sprite is muddy
  Stove on my waist, guess you could say Im cookin curry
  From ninas to subpoenas, my arresting officer wanna press felonies
  There aint no pretendin B
  Had to hit the merit for apologies
  Whip it on some tabs
  Crab bitches asses, assessment for the lads
  Bad bitches, backwoods and packs of the Mads Mikkelsen
  Nickelin a half dime of a bag 
  Haters on my ass, tell them birds hit the perch
  Gatorades and gas, Mary never let me hurt
  Ya heard
  The prophet told me it wont be easy
  I used to slang while listening to Eazy
  Like a puppet on a string x