[Intro]
‘Leven Hunnid
Yeah
Thirteen hunnid my cousin
Fuck wit’ me
Aye, alright
Yeah

[Verse 1]
Do a n***a bad like we in the octagon
I roll up and pop out just like a Bakugan
A skinny man in mini-vans, look like a soccer mom
My first friend on MySpace was that n***a Tom
Top ropes and steel chairs and Swanton Bombs
Pop up wit’ a dread wig, what up, wagwan
He said he want my n***a fade but we don’t run ones
She said, “How you spell yo’ name?” I said, “One one”
We got a ‘migo in my hood, we call him Wan Wan
Nah, we call that n***a Marco
Got this demon in my ear, I feel like Donnie Darko
But I fuck with shit like that, I feel like Don DeMarco
Why they gassed this n***a up? I think he went to Arco
And I can drop it in my cup because my fuckin’ hеart cold
You said you got that bitch from where? My n***a wherе’s yo’ bar code?
And I’m still tryna pick which sleeve I’m finna put my heart on
[Breakdown]
Shit, Ion fuck with n***as
Shit ion even trust bitches neither. Y’all bitches be setting n***as up too
You feel me?
But aye
Just keep yo’ head up though young n***a
Ha
Aye
On the real
But aye, look

[Verse 2]
N***a pass the ball to me when it’s game time
N***a I pull up and pew pew just like I’m James Bond
My brother tryna rob a n***a, I’m on the same time
I shoulda never cut the dreads, they had some hang time
And when I get up off 2k she know it’s bang time
These n***as, they don’t want the money they want the fame now
She say, “Say thirteen humid my cousin”, that’s my famous line
I get this shit for 62 but I make 85
You gotta watch that n***a Lev cause that’s a shady guy
Damn, how much I made today?
I been [?] shot you in yo’ ass like off of Training Day
Or I a’ pop a n***a top and watch him fade away
I used to rob a lot of people they call me Janky K
Then I slide on yo’ peoples wit a janky k
I hope you got that energy when we face to face
I hope you got that energy when we face to face
N***a. Fuck wrong wit’ you boy?