[Intro: Mista Cain]
Yeah, yeah, keep all that
From the three point line, LeBron

[Chorus: Mista Cain]
I'm chasin' bread but I'll squeeze on a n***a
The plug blessed the land, I can sneeze on the n***a
I just got a bale with no C's in the middle
And I like my bread with the cheese in the middle, yeah
I'm chasin' bread but I'll squeeze on a n***a
The plug blessed the land, I can sneeze on the n***a
I just got a bale with no C's in the middle
And I like my bread with the cheese in the middle, yeah

[Verse 1: Mista Cain]
What you know 'bout them P90's, with the clip in the front
I push that lil ho out my foreign, she left a stick in my blunt
I just bought another Audi, look like a ship in the front
Got the turbo in the dash with the shift in the front
Finna call her my lil Georgia ho and swipe for this
A brick of dog food, they might give me life for this
What you mean, fucking right, I got the right to trip
Cause I'm chillin and you steppin' on my Nike kicks
Just 'cause my hand on her ass don't mean I like the bitch
Yeah I been in the air catching flights and shit
You acting crazy, don't lose your life over hidin' a C-note
I got you rappers tucking your chain like you seen Debo