Ha
Keep going, stick to ya plan
I wanna see that gold on ya wristband
Get your shit, player
Get your shit, player
Tryna see that gold on yo' wrist layer

Held the spliff 'til the sunken face
This funny game that we all play come with lots of stakes
Watch the people that you place in your corner 'cause it often change
I salute the moves of Dorner with a stalker's aim
Wrote this script off Green Ginger by the waterfall
Cut a n***a off, I heard he gave statements in a court of law
If you ain't with the risk, don't come close, you can't afford the cost
Arisen out the tar, thе swamp king with the Florida sauce
It might nevеr cease, I say increase the war, fuck the peace
He was in the desert, y'all won't see him for a couple weeks
911 ain't never help a soul, my n***a, fuck the deez
Crackers know not to hit my line, I'm on the hunt for cheese
Kept a jar of Emerald City in the tote bag
You tried to place a seed everywhere just to grow trash
Saltine asked me for a hand and I ain't lend it to him
I was training in a tight spot bending spoons

Kiss the spliff with my eyes closed
Kept it to myself, you confide in ya foes
Baggage claim, I've forgotten those who fronted on me
She be crooning while I rub it slowly
Hand move slowly on the clock, you need to watch yourself
He think he Superman when he rock the belt
Plot the takeover over coffee when I start the day
You ain't really 'bout to try nothing, my n***a, walk away

You ain't really 'bout to try nothing, my n***a, walk away
Plot the takeover over coffee when I start the day
I wanna see that gold on ya wristband
Get your shit, player
Get your shit, player
Tryna see that gold on yo' wrist layer
Stick to ya plan
I wanna see that gold on ya wristband

[Verse]
I guess I got to be what rap want me to be
At a trendy event with a big posse around me
I guess everybody from the city just started bouncing
She look big on TV, she them live
They small for her feet, weighing twenty ounces
Behind four hundred pound bouncers
Black girls only go to clubs dangerous and crowded
My cologne make 'em go in the bathroom and put on more makeup and baby powder
They start a fight because women ain't talking to them, a bunch of cowards
Give 'em lines out to the listeners, their daily allowance
Catch a star with her wig off, I guess she's showering
Fashion Week, your stylist can't overpower it
Only time you buy gold is when you bring gold metal flour in
Treat rappers like when George was in Parliament
Pee on their bird for arguement
Everybody think they got a lawyer like Cochran
So they think they can do what OJ can do
They all misconstrued on pills and mushrooms
Pity who's making their costumes
Even ladies say they jealous boyfriend keep her in a locked room
The label's crazy, I assume
I don't need soda with some medicine that go in a teaspoon
A lot of moms slept with Bobby-Don't-Be-Cruel
TSA say why I come to the airport with a lot of jewels
Your fanbase got it twisted
I shop and go on Tiffany and Company
Never catch me overdosing in the pool
Yeah, never catch me overdosing in the pool
I poured my spirits in the altar vision
Maxi track, Cactus Jack
Applied for a casket match
Set backs, have you seen it
Rewind, final thoughts of a genius
Underground in a sea ship
Pulled pistol at state of union
Bullets markings scenic
Sergeants shot dead
Red, black and green trips
Rehearse dreams
Read soul on ice toward earthlings
Brought new world, same song, earth's ring
Mind graveling rhyme champions across state lines causing avalanches
Mass transit captured in


Get your shit right
Get your shit
Get it right
Get it right