[Intro]
(distorted)​​
Trying to sell a milli out the trunk of my computer
Trying to- trying to sell a milli out the trunk of my computer (x2)

[Verse 1: STS]
Trying to sell a milli out the trunk of my computer
Blow up like bubble gum you heard the story like Bazooka
The center of attention when I post up like a [hoofa?]
If it's any problems then I pass it to my shooters
When the Buddha's in my system will I fuck her will I dis 'em
That's the shit they be yelling
Fuck that shit that you be selling
Ain't no telling what you cut that with
Wouldn't touch that shit with a long pole
But I suppose that ya'll don't see the long goal
Fuck with me the long way
Don't fuck with me the wrong way
Ask a man politely with a gun like Al Capon-ay
I meant to say Capone
I meant to say Shalom
When it started for [?] this shit slip right from the dome
I slip right in your home
I slip like vocal tones
They see right through your speakers
I'm reaching out to meet you
If I don't get to greet you at a show you should know
Appreciate you very much that you would fuck with the flow
You know how that shit go
I could go bat shit broke
Until the fat lady sing I got the rap shit sold
And when my Mac unloads from my iTunes folder
Motherfucker don't be acting like I ain't told ya
Or act like I owed ya
Something for nothing
Cause ain't nobody give me [Nathan?] when them records wasn't playing
And the po were trying to sue us for something we never playing
To make short change I was just a heavy fan
Goddamn
(​​trying to sell a milli out the trunk of my computer}​​)
Ya'll n***as trippin' man