Young Roddy
And give me what you owe me n**** straight cash

Young Roddy (Verse 1)

Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious, Monte Carlos, Range Rovers, Porches, tryna make some money hoping ain't nobody notice, bought a burner for the winter man I hope it keeps me cozy, clip like a n**** whip fully loaded, seen a n**** get rocked, headshot for talking sporty, damn, rule 1, mind your business shorty, the world is yours, word to Tony, what you know flighting all night until the morning, fuck splurging, I'd rather by work with this money, it's like a hurricane when she tell me that she cumming, got the bed all flooded, and I ain't even fronting, name another n**** who can do it like I done it, smelling like a pile of money, mixed with a half an onion, they straight 'illin they can't fuck with my clearly, it's route the ruler, sincerely n****, life

Young Roddy (Chorus)

And give me what you owe me n**** straight cash
It's full speed with no breakpads n****

Fortes (Verse 2)
11/12/89 was the birthdate, Yonkers New York was the birth place, 25 years later I re-up on my birthweight, smoking out in San Fran I swear I felt an earthquake, I can make 11 from a pound, if I break it all down, just by sitting in my home, when money calls I'm picking up the phone, if you talking bullshit then I'm switching up my tone, 200 custies but only 2 friends, hustling 'tryna get the new Benz, I want the Cherry Red Beamer that Mitch had, Snoop had me smoking Zig-Zags, I'm just laughing and getting stoned, if you're too lazy then pack a cone, you know it's Jet Life, you know it's block life, you better get right, if you not right