[Intro]
All the world will be your enemy
Prince with a thousand enemies
And when they catch you
They will kill you
But first they must catch you

[Verse 1, Chillinit]
(Perfect, Perfect)
Ahhuuse, trust me the weed we smoke is smoke is from Babylon
Hussle like Nip, we keep the whole marathon
Going on the strip, the streets are gon' carry on
Long drive a packet of pot, alley drop 5 in the car the speaker is got rappin' on
I'm in the front with the rackin the whole saddies gone
Benny's in the back it's Supreme and Lacoste bally on

[Verse 2, Huskii]
Check the stats they must have the tally wrong
I've been on the wave these rappers still had a nappy on
Sittin' in the trap, they too busy having backy bongs
Now they on the crack getting aggy when they rap a song
Pockets fat as Action Bronsln, check the track and stake out the town where the pack is from
These industry cats they all have me wrong
They all try to jack my songs, they can stab me for them

[Verse 3, Huskii & Chillinit]
[Chillinit]
Well you're never breaking any codes

[Huskii]
Half of you are faker than it shows

[Chillinit]
Angel in my shoulder but i'm tainted, I got something in my bones
I get faded while i'm breaking up an O

[Huskii]
All I wanna do is try and get away from rogues
Me and Chill are hustlin we playin all the shows

[Chillinit]
We was makin nothin while we blazing up the 'dro

[Huskii]
Trapping' for a habit that was makin' me a ghost

[Chillinit]
'Bout to get an 8 and put the plate up to my nose
Call me Johnny Depp cuz I been faded off the blow
Sesh and weed protect Felipe, we wreck the beat
Got 20 G's in the basement of my home

[Huskii]
Maybe imma go and get this money
Me and Chillinit, we filling up a Louis bag and gave it to your hoe
I ain't gonna stop till my kid's got a Rolex watch and my ex bitch living on the coast
I be on a jet, no carry on
But if they wanna carry on, my hitter come and stick 'em in the throat
I just got a Plain Jane, went and made it froze
Wrist chilly on a pilly, getting litty on a boat
I still got a side for sale, some white to sell
I don't know why I feel like getting gritty on the road
But my kiddy's got a home and I'm sitting on a gold mine
Every time we drop a track, shit is gonna blow

[Verse 4, Chillinit]
Wait, still me and Benny up at the drug spot
Got a bottle of Henny under the glovebox
No patience, cover it, no faces
They call me stonemason, the way that a brother cut rock
Fuck off, who wants it?
Wanna go to war, you better get new options
Or watch it, my bread be level we do boss shit
And now we go the Cali' and looking at new watches
Australia Post we move boxes and fly marijuana, imported it through Compton
The cheques [?], respect your crews nonsense
Better get the cheddar for setting off huge mosh pits
It's straight Tetris, brudda i'm where the block is
Breddah, you my breddah we never ever gon stop this (we never ever gon' stop this)
Check

[Outro, Huskii & Chillinit]
[Huskii]
People they hate what we do
Start making paper, they change up on you

[Chillinit]
Pressure and stress, I'll be better off dead
Looking up on my coffin to change up the view

[Huskii]
Raised in the units, my olders were users
I stay by myself when i'm making a move
If I make it off music, I'm taking the crew
I never went fake for no radio tunes (tunes, tunes, tunes, tunes)