[Intro]
(I know this is hard for you)
Young Hi-C, man
Yeah
Yeah
VBC shit, man
We some young rich vamp n***as, man
Already know what the fuck goin' on
Yeah

[Verse]
3PM, wake up and face a wood
Gold caps by the pound, gel tabs by the book
P's in the mail, used to ship through the hood
Now it's cherry red Chevelle, V8 in the hood
I've been doing things that these n***as wish they could
Diamonds flash in the chain, need shades just to look
Double cup full of blood, and the wood full with kush
Hell yeah, life straight, n***a, everything good
I was down on my dick, used to get overlooked
Gotta pay a n***a racks for a verse or a hook
Ricky O' Ramones on my feet, not Chucks
Talk down on Hi-C, then his ho' gettin' fucked
Nowadays, hella ho's wanna fuck Hi-C
Roarguns on the jeans, AGG's on the feet
Need fifteen at least for a verse or a feat
All I need is some shrooms, or a cup full of lean
Wrist on froze, and my ears on bling
Two studs in my ears, and they both double C
Back in them days off the [?] beans
Tryna hit me a stain just to rock Truey jeans
[?] me, it's just no content
Gettin' top from a freak, let her friend drop neck
Gimme top, then she block, got these hoes upset
Three stamps on my tongue, now you know what's next
Rockstar lifestyle, fast cars, drugs, sex
Watch this ho' hit her knees, and her throat get stretched
3.5 in the wood, got me so not stressed
Freak-off full of ho's, I got ho's topless
Bitch, It's young Hi-C, I got stacks on deck
I got thots on deck
We got kush, we got pills, we got Wock' on deck
We ride cruise through the hood, with the top dropped, yes
Chrome Hearts white tee, and a Chome Hearts vest
[?] is a bum, and a bitch, I bet
Put the sword on the chop, he get shaved like Gilette
Hi-C, I'm immac', tell these ho's come correct
Yeah, bitch