[Intro]
All praises due
God is good, am i right? Yeah
We gettin' to that scratch though

[Chorus]
If I'm in my ragtop I'ma drop it for the culture
If lil mama bad she gon' drop it for the culture
If you need you some game I can drop it for the culture
If Slaughterhouse ain't coming out, drop it for the culture

Pocket full of paper my n***as we got scratch
Pocket full of paper my n***as we got
Pocket full of paper my n***as we got scratch
Mix Master, Jam Master, Grandmaster Funkmaster [flex on these haters]

[Verse 1]
This is for my factors in the streets
This the boss gospel time to practice what we preach
Feeling like a DJ 'cause the scratch is in my reach
Keep a bad coming 'cause I'm active on these beats
Smoking on a black Jamison was in my bottle
I was in the hood just trying to flip a Monte Carlo
Now that KXNG is on I'm bringing everybody I know
Loyalty is royalty the motherfucking motto
I don't have a single second for haters that's on my Granny
Put that on her grave it's the paper before the panties
Man we went from section 8 to eight sections up in the Grammy's
But I'm only here for fun man them fuckers don't understand me
Still I gotta keep a bad Cleopatra up in the Cadillac
Thirty on the rollie three ? just like a battle rap
Gotta keep these phony dick riders out of my habitat
Out here trying to ride the next wave like: "Where the saddle at?"
[Chorus]
If I'm in my ragtop I'ma drop it for the culture
If lil mama bad she gon' drop it for the culture
If you need you some game I can drop it for the culture
If Slaughterhouse ain't coming out, drop it for the culture

Pocket full of paper my n***as we got scratch
Pocket full of paper my n***as we got
Pocket full of paper my n***as we got scratch
Mix Master, Jam Master, Grandmaster Funkmaster [flex on these haters]

[Bridge]
C.O.B. 'till I die
This is C.O.B. Ssutt Ssutt two times
Told the whole team we'd make it in due time
Shouts to Uncle Luke 'cause my crew is too live
I don't give a fuck, it's C.O.B. 'till I die
C.O.B. 'till I die
This is C.O.B. Ssutt Ssutt two times
Told the whole team we'd make it in due time
Shouts to Uncle Luke 'cause my crew is too live

[Verse 2]
Rap game is ours, we only here for the jux
You rap n***as whack, we only here for your hooks
You strippers might be smart, we only here for your looks
They love a bad boy, they only here for the crooks
I'ma put her under the wing 'till baby is living comfortably
First let's start a company then you can think of fuckin' me
Tired of them tired ass n***as thats when they run to me
Easy as stealing candy from a baby I call that sucker free
[Chorus]
If I'm in my ragtop I'ma drop it for the culture
If lil mama bad she gon' drop it for the culture
If you need you some game I can drop it for the culture
If Slaughterhouse ain't coming out, drop it for the culture

Pocket full of paper my n***as we got scratch
Pocket full of paper my n***as we got
Pocket full of paper my n***as we got scratch
Mix Master, Jam Master, Grandmaster Funkmaster [flex on these haters]