Now on the scale of one to ten, I been rated, a 12 (right!)

You know this and these cats hate it

I got nuttin' outdated, if it is it's upgraded

S-class wit everything voice-activated

Chrome rims three bladed, factory custom made it

Paid wit big faces; if it's broke then replace it

Now it's like that; Purple Haze and Cognac

On the beach in L.A. with dime bitches ridin' my back I represent them street niggas

When they get hot, carry the heat niggas

Them sweet niggas off they feet niggas

You livin' on the edge, fleet nigga

That's why my clique we do or die and roll deep nigga

Ain't nothing sweet nigga, recognize the bloody clothes

Ready to represent the Grove wit two calicoes

I carry 4's in my side pocket

While yours cock a nigga mind poppin'

Walk through you house wit my iron now when I'm doing this one for my niggas

Who be keepin' it tight

Only lovin' dime bitches that *** on the first night

This is for my bitches

Wit the style and grace

Who ain't hearin' nuttin' talkin' but the Benjamin face I'm doing this one for my niggas

Who be keepin' it tight

Only lovin' dime bitches that *** on the first night

This is for my bitches

Wit the style and grace

Who ain't hearin' nuttin' talkin' but the Benjamin face I ain't bullshittin' I trick 'em and run up in their kitten

And she ain't a nine or betta, my niggas then I'm splitin'

Get a code-red hop in the Jag and fled

Pumpin' Nore number six, "bitch give me some head"

And for you niggas out there who be jacking the wrist

Got a new group for ya, Nina Ross and the Clipse

And from the hip I shoot, if you wanna get loot

Bout ta tell ya the truth

I'm more focused I'm born in the Lou' I'm doing this one for my niggas

Who be keepin' it tight

Only lovin' dime bitches that *** on the first night

This is for my bitches

Wit the style and grace

Who ain't hearin' nuttin' talkin' but the Benjamin face I'm doing this one for my niggas

Who be keepin' it tight

Only lovin' dime bitches that *** on the first night

This is for my bitches

Wit the style and grace

Who ain't hearin' nuttin' talkin' but the Benjamin face I ain't no busta nigga

Came up out that Holly Grove dungeon nigga

Flame up and toast let it get sparkin' up in here

You don't make out alive very often up in here

I'mma speak on behalf of the C.M.B. partna

I'm a sweep off ya air if its any beef partna

I skeet off a bag of the dilly-D partna

Slip me on a mask hit the Benz wit three choppers

Weezy-wez partna Four karats in my earring, five around my knuckle

Six wrap the wrist, check the belt buckle

Leave them wit it look like Nelly I didn't know

If you was the Jackie Frost why didn't you say so

Somebody gotta shine my nigga why not me

Even my dentist told me floss 7 days a week

Freeza burnt out the piece, Gucci, and hat, sneaks

Butter soft leather seats for trash talkin' freaks I'm doing this one for my niggas

Who be keepin' it tight

Only lovin' dime bitches that *** on the first night

This is for my bitches

Wit the style and grace

Who ain't hearin' nuttin' talkin' but the Benjamin face I'm doing this one for my niggas

Who be keepin' it tight

Only lovin' dime bitches that *** on the first night

This is for my bitches

Wit the style and grace

Who ain't hearin' nuttin' talkin' but the Benjamin face I'm doing this one for my niggas

Who be keepin' it tight

Only lovin' dime bitches that *** on the first night

This is for my bitches

Wit the style and grace

Who ain't hearin' nuttin' talkin' but the Benjamin face I'm doing this one for my niggas

Who be keepin' it tight

Only lovin' dime bitches that *** on the first night

This is for my bitches

Wit the style and grace

Who ain't hearin' nuttin' talkin' but the Benjamin face I'm doing this one for my niggas