[Verse 1]

From cuttin' solid Purico to stack Fritos

went from grams to kilos

Mac in one hand, in the other hand grands and C-notes

game got my eyes wider than a 430 Buggy

no tellin' what the fuck I'll do for this money

stay posted up close with killers and cut throats

the thoroughest bitches who in they pussy stuff coke

as I cook and cut coke with the bakin' soda Arm and Hammer

palmin' hammers

think you crazy? nigga, my clique's bananas

takin' over with the Mafia

hittin' niggas for they bricks like Gracias

the cockiest, it's obvious, it's me, he, who?

confront frontin' niggas like