[Yukmouth]

Yuk that project nigga, I was forced to hustle

I was forced to tussle drugs slangin' that born to bubble

Nigga back and forth to court in trouble

Cuffed by the task force in trouble

I won a Porsche from the juggle

Pocket full of stones like Barney Rubble cursed by the devil

Birds on the level of a kingpin smirk on the bezel

I hit the hood inside my Esco-lade, make the ghetto say

Yuk so ghetto wid his ghetto ways

My ghetto pays, three and four bricks a day

Pop Cris and play, the hardest representin' the Bay

I fuck free puffin' trees inside me luxury way

Y'all ain't tellin' me shit I'm tryna fuck celebrity chicks

Yo rockin' a throwback seventy six, I got grand from eighty seven

Ya bitch nigga always said I'd be rich

The fans hit dead at the strip

I still get executive chips

Distribution deal executive shit

Yuk and Lynch what's better than this

Let the veterans spit

Infra red in the clip deaden ya lip

Ya bitch rappers better step shit up

Call me Texas Yuk, fuck a van I rock the Lexus truck

Wit the Smoke-A-Lot logo gear

Get ya coastal on a promo

Yuk out of this world like Hans Solo

Rap-A-Lot mafioso cop birds from Acopolco

Real talk to mock vocals

Fuck the cops and po-pos, headlocks and choke holds

They put me in again I pop the four-fours drop them homos

And learn that the glock is no joke

And learn that the Blocc is no joke

Slang rocks and snort coke, we cook kis like gumbo drops

We chop O-Z's to jumbo rocks, pay off Colombo cops

Beef with me the funk won't stop

The gun expert let the tech burst the Spit Network



[Hook]

It's the Spitz Network, the Spitz Network come on

The Spitz Network, the Spitz Network come on

The