[Intro: Nana Zen]
Oh you think you cool cause you have a mixtape coming out soon, n***a. Huh huh, you were them shoes thinking you fly, no n***a, no

[Verse 1: Louie P]
Yo, I’m about to sign this record deal man (fuck it)
They talking about this shit is real man (fuck them)
I let them know just how I feel man (fuck it)
Give these motherfuckers the chills man (fuck it)
And plus my dick is hard as steel man (fuck it)
Thinking bout getting the golden grill man (fuck it)
Send this money to George Foreman (fuck it)
My girl [?] as [?] man (fuck it)
Fuck this car, fuck this house (yeah fuck that)
Fuck these other n***as, fuck this couch (fuck it)
Got me feeling like Lebron James (fuck Lebron James)
With some hair like Rick James (Fuck this man)
Show them all these n***as is lames (fuck it)
Louie P don’t play no games, huh (fuck it)
Yeah, yeah I pop the molly I’m sweating (fuck it)
But after that your career it ain’t nothing, n***a (fuck it)

[Interlude: Nana Zen & Dudley Doo]
Yo my n***a, fuck that n***a Ben Dudley, ay yo that n***a Kaytra man he look like a hobo and I will not talk about that Louie P with his big nose. [laughs] Sup playboy, can I start [?] fucking cars n***a

[Verse 2: Louie P & Dudley Doo]
Just got a brand new pair of kicks man (fuck it)
My n***a do I give a shit man (fuck it)
Look at your boy, look at my wrist man (fuck it)
There ain’t no real gold up in this man (fuck it)
Let me just switch up the style bruh (fuck it)
Hey Ben It’s ready in a while bruh (fuck it)
Man this n***a talking about he ratchet (fuck it)
I heard this n***a was just lazy (fuck it)
N***a’s thinking that he’s balling (fuck it)
Getting crossed, now he falling (fuck it)
That bitch screaming like Master P (fuck it)
You know that’s why she get the D (fuck it)
But me I be like Silkk the Shocker (fuck it)
Come through, I bring the drama (fuck it)
Huh, Huh, Ha boiii, you know you jacking my style
Catch me and Tricks like Craig Mack on the 1st n***a
It’s dirty dudes so (fuck it)
I’m ‘bout to take over this rap shit like (fuck it)
I mean (fuck it)
I’m not even a rapper still it remains speakers
My n***a PIPO that’s my dawg like a golden retriever
It’s the Supreme Laziness
The whole crew up in this joint seeking success
We the best, we work hard, we must rest
And when I get up I jump in [?] like a test
The NBA I set the past I come from Indiana
When I rap I’m a Saint like I’m from Louisiana
That Drew Brees man
My flow so cold sometimes I freeze man
This shit easy for me like cheese man
So fuck it
Haitian accent the way I roll this shit man call me the president
But no sweet mickey more like Bill Clinton
I put cigars in them hoes
I always deliver like motherfucking Domino’s
Aight, Aight