[Intro: Fuego Base]
Take a look now, just take a look
What I am today
Uh
Take a look now, just take a look
What I—, what I—, what I— what I—
Uh

[Verse 1: Fuego Base & Rick Hyde]
Just met a cougar broad, that happened to sell
Old bitch sellin' pies, like Patti LaBelle
I hit the coke lottery and I'm happy as hell
I'm from '87 Hip and the addy to hell
Forty-six, South Hampton, the baggage in scales
My granny rollin' up a blunt, filled while unc' in them sales
My dad was dead but wasn't present, they had me to fail
I put the hood in all diamonds, by Calvin Mateo
Uh, she left with Base and you kind of blue
But we can ball up in the city that you tryna view
Uh, Mateo got me shinin' too
Thе fire behind my name got diamonds too
Shock Ricky with thе grabber, got me oregano
My feet rooted in the ground, like I'm plantin' fentanyl
I bought dawg a CT, I'm tryna start a kennel
They won't let me leave Connecticut, like [?]
Rick, you always welcome, you don't have to call
Or I can send enough fet' to make Niagara fall
Uh, heads turnin' when we pullin' up
Never saw this out of Harvard, they wasn't good enough
You n***as don't be in the hood enough
I'm 'round the corner from the trap on Google Maps, n***a, pull it up
Show me the money, Cuba good in us
One time, I stepped on the dope so hard, I fucked my footin' up
[Chorus: Uncle Murda]
We really got it out the mud, when you see us, salute us
If Meech or El Chapo was on there, tryna recruit us
Better believe in stash-boxes in all of our cars
Our role models is dead or doin' life behind bars
That money callin', like the crack off Pookie and New Jack
The plug callin', he got bricks, he know we can still move that
That money callin', like the crack off Pookie and New Jack
The plug callin', he got bricks, he know we can still move that

[Verse 2: Loprofile]
My youngin had an epi' and felt him detain it (The deuce)
The CEO want the question, he failed to explain it (Fuck wrong with you, n***a?)
We hit like you expect, every shell, if you aim it
Don't entertain it, we connectin' your health with your language (Watch your tone, n***a)
The tourist and the tie, ho, they tour up the castle (Found the hammer)
Get cousin by the deuce, they recorded the convo (Smash, listen)
We beefin' over chicken, who ordered the combo?
A four or five digit reward for the hammer

[Verse 3: Benny The Butcher]
I pull this whip up in the driveway, I'm assurin' she'll swallow (Positive)
I'm boardin' in Cabo, but landin' in Florida tomorrow, n***a
Ten bricks, just landed, took four to Chicago (Like six left)
I'm watchin' Fred Van Fleet on the floor, in Toronto (Huh)
Dope in the pyrex and it's turnin' beige (Turnin' beige)
Them heaters near us, but I watch for evil spirits, got me burnin' Sage (Damn)
My OG told me "Never reply to them people" (Fuck 'em)
'Cause no pictures won't never fly high as no eagle (Hmm, it's Butch)
[Chorus: Uncle Murda]
We really got it out the mud, when you see us, salute us
If Meech or El Chapo was on there, tryna recruit us
Better believe in stash-boxes in all of our cars
Our role models is dead or doin' life behind bars
That money callin', like the crack off Pookie and New Jack
The plug callin', he got bricks, he know we can still move that
That money callin', like the crack off Pookie and New Jack
The plug callin', he got bricks, he know we can still move that