[Verse 1: Glasses Malone]
I don't need extendos (No)
I just draw, apply lead like a pistol (Boom)
That's real talk, scrap the instrumental (Scrap it, n***a)
This whole album's for the mob, n***a been through (Yeah)
That's right, mob n***a, M-O my M-O (What?)
Sherm dealin' Crip, quick to put down his demo (Facts)
Put down that demo, compare me to none (To none)
I got bread, don't compare me to crumbs (Not to crumbs)
It's too real, can't compare me to fake (Not to fakes)
And if a rapper, then compare me to Face (Face Mob)
Uh, I'm a legend, n***a (Legend, n***a)
And J-Haze, that's my brethren, n***a (Brethren, n***a)
And to the left, that's what we pledgin', n***a
Gay ass singin' to the feds, what you tellin', n***a?
First, never second, n***a, witness my ascension (Witness)
My bitch so bad, she deserve detention (Detention)
Whip ice cold, it might melt this summer
I don't got enough gigs for all these bitches' phone numbers (Damn)
You not fuckin' nothin', go'n, bitch (Go'n, bitch)
'Cause made men never want for shit (Never)

[Verse 2: J-Haze]
N***a, I'm known from Boston to Slauson
You ain't in the trap, you lyin', Calvin Johnson (You lyin')
Throw you in the creek for thinkin' you was Dawson
I stayed with the MAC, you would think I was Rostrum
Bro achieve in three years so what is you talkin'?
Your baby mom knows I'm a stunner, Steve Austin
I'm on the field with the whites, like Tony Romo
Man, I'll shoot a rapper just for the promo
Man, I watch the news just to see my photos
N***as know I break the laws like Eddie Gordo
Ooh, that's your wifey? Why she starrin' in my porno?
I'm on the block with the bags, you can call me cocoa
Dog, I run with that white bitch, you can call me Toto
Only my bitch is fab and I ain't talkin' Louso (Pittsburgh)