[Verse 1: Savage]

Pretty Mother Fucker You N***as Is not Impressive
Kill you with the money I'm making you ain't getting
Nothing outta Nothing , I wipe you still walking
Why the fuck you talking and acting like you boss
I've been putting on , You making me go off
Don't get me sentimental the semi all in your mental
Rocking like Metal and shining like gold medal
Fonie ass n***as got 2 face its to late
To cool like Kool-Aid "somebody get the first aid"
I ain't never tripping I swear I don't sweat it
Unless I'm the gym no flexing just bench pressing
Get in a instant just like a text message
If you bout the drama take you to the Oprah house
If you packing lamas n***a take it to the mountains
N***as acting lost bitch you know where you could find us
Catch me on the block only worry bout the come up

[Hook]

I pull up to your scene like 5-0
Catch me on the street like a light pole
You ain't getting nothing when im getting to the racks
A 40 on my lap shawty on my pole