[Verse]
I'm not new to this, I grew in this
Jet pimpin, four-twenty vision, manoeuvring
Not injured though, limping when I walk
That's that Max Julien who's cooler than
Broke bitches, don't waste time pursuing them
I like my chicks speedy bag, Mini Cooper-ing, Karmaloop'd and shit
I can use you bitch, I see something in you we can blow up
Like time bombs if you got an open mind
We can post for a moment, but not now
Your homie tryna do a little bit more for ya, ma
So it would behoove you if you play it cool
Fake quality time with dude, laugh at his jokes, cause he far from broke
Fleecing for his dough, order some equipment for us
Put it in the studio, but we not sure who we know
So we got keep it on the low, keep him in the blind
And you can sneak out every night

[Chorus]
Get your back to ya house before the sun come up
Bet homie don't know what's what
Get your back to ya house before the sun come up
(Bet homie won't know what's what)
Get your back to ya house before the sun come up
Bet homie won't know what's what
Get your back to the house before the sun come
Bet homie won't know what's what
Bet homie won't know what's what
Get your back to ya house before the sun come
Bet homie won't know what's what