[Verse 1: Trademark]
Back up in the building yes it's mingo my lingo
Trying to line my pockets with hundreds ain't got room for no singles
I spent the profit with my partners now we all holding C notes
Just trying to stretch my money long can't come up short like a veto
Hit the streets and we mingle with bad bitches delicious
So whip mine looking vicious
Smoking on potent so sticky
My eyes low I'm still with em
Handling the wheel with precision
I never slip on my mission
You know where vee [?] might have business
I came to get it no slacking
Keep it a hundred, they average
I'm authentic, they acting
I keep it real with my faction
Oh no, ho, we don't do whackness
Keep it G, yes, indeed
Stay on point with this rap shit
Til I'm dumped in a casket
You hear me?

[Chorus]
Straight up, my n***a
You know just how it go down
I be posted up, just roasted up
Already smoked like 4 pounds
I just came to get this paper, right
My n***a, you know now
I stay up on my grind, I'm getting mine
It's bout to go down