Tell me where are you from, drop your pants to your knees, I'm gappin' so deep Might pull up in my bucket, this nine holds a good dozen Might slide up in your cousin, just made a meal and still thunkin' Niggas banged on me but they shoulda shot me, see I hit the corner then spotting, got him Court dates but I skip the bail, rather wag myself before I sit in jail Need a dangle weed and a pain to lean, got a hat say Fig on my gangsta tail Don't trust no hoe, I might sock the bitch, I'm apocalypse to your politics Might cop the phantom, get ghost, I could pay your bills with this coat Need an extra band for this smoke, I could see for miles with this scope Nigga, got a ox prescribed to this dope dealer, Mrs. Piggy want a biggie back Rock cremation, then carted crack, I'ma keep on eatin' till my ankles fat Sell that fix, throw it across the map, push my penis in between her lap Put my semen all down her throat, tell Tito kilos come off that boat This the shit that they want, this the shit that they need Tell me where are you from, drop your pants to your knees Girl, I'm capital G, this the shit they gon' buy This the shit why I'm fly, this the shit why I'm high This the shit they gon' want, this the shit that they want This the shit that they want, tell em' If you see my watch I might hit it If you see my check I might hit it If you see my house I might hit it This the shit that they want, this the shit that they need This the shit that's from me, this the shit that's gon' go This the shit that they want, this the shit that they want Yeah, that's that four niggas in the regal flow Speeding through the yellow light, treat my Versace belt like it's a mistletoe I put everything gold for yellow rice, graduated from hella ice If I stand on my bankroll, stand on your bankroll Nigga, I be scared of heights and I be dodging the pole lights When I was pole with no lice, when I was pole with potential Watch my flow in four inches, oh Lord, she in Christians All gold for my ventures, pull it down and she kissin' All gold in my wrists, it's God, there's just no conviction Just because I got dread don't get it twisted Moving my whip down the boulevard Word around town, I was selling hard Hard, and I'm talking about the yellow Hit her on the floor, then I lay low Amigos think I'm passing with the pesos Prometheus ain't cold, they in caseloads And when I pull up to the Bentley You know I got them strippers on payroll This the shit that they want This the shit that they need Tell me, where are you from? Drop your bands to your knees Girl, I'm capital G This the shit they gon' buy This the shit where I'm fly This the shit where I'm high This the shit they gon' bone This the shit that they want This the shit that they won't Tell em' If you see my watch, I might hit it If you see my check, I might hit it If you see my house, I might hit it This the shit that they want This the shit that they need This the shit that's for me This the shit that's gon' mow This the shit that they want This the shit that they won't Hundred K in my truck Keep that bitch with that dog She gon' pop in them heels She must heard of my deal She gon' roll on them pills Just don't grab on my hat This that shit that's Iraq This that make you climax This that shit you just bought This that Q go ham hock This that car that won't park Peddle the flow, it won't stop And just when you thought it won't drop I see more runnin' stores Comin' kids lock the door Knock, knock, knock, hit the floor Need my bread off the top Could buy anything off the lot This that steel, not the grill Get them slugs off for real This that curl with the gel We gon' win, smoke the L She love my mic, rock the bell Leave that Poonani killed All them hoes run to Q Spit that truth, make the loot Expensive whips, we hotbox Spend two bills on my socks This that make you cock block This that make me pop shot This that fuel the convo This that must be fed grown This the shit that they want This the shit that they need Tell me where are you from Drop your pants on your knees Girl, I'm capital G This the shit they gon' buy This the shit why I fly This the shit why I'm high This the shit they gon' own This the shit that they want This the shit that they won't Tell em' If you see my watch I might hit it If you see my check I might hit it If you see my house I might hit it This the shit that they want This the shit that they need This the shit that's from me This the shit they gon' own This the shit that they want This the shit that they won't