[Hook: YL]
Wally tag hangin' from my right foot
Flash a dollar at the bitch and she might look
Yo get yo' life took
It's fun and friendly until they hit you with that right hook
Poke out big yo

[Verse 1: YL]
Is the clock tickin'
Friendly betrayal make the plot thicken
I got visions of multi million dollar business
Executive decisions, your words don't overthrow me
Yo name another raisin' money like you wanna know me

[Verse 2: Starker]
And why ya n***as is mad
Just keep it for you
But you on blast
N***a the task be more difficult than flippin' them bags
And when last checked ya shorty had just slept on my mans
I'm on that ass kid my footwear prolly straight from Japan

[Verse 3: YL]
I got the illest if you want it you can pay me n***a
The world is endin' so you best to have a safety quicka
The dark liquor sippa bouncing' quickly adapin' to my surroundings
I can't think straight with all this shit that I be drowned in
[Verse 4: Starker]
Kissin' the stars I shit on ya bars
Just my mind ya business
You could hustle but the livin' is hard
Just get a job little n***a
You can't pitch in the dark
The hammer spark through ya system like a vision from God

[Verse 5: YL]
I need my credit like the end of the film
Gimme me my shine
He some sort of animal species that's undefined
Check the, check out the expertise
If you were smart invest in me
Potentially, we could be breakin' bread out in Italy

[Verse 6: Starker]
Riddle me I been fillin' pussy lips up in the middle before I could afford skittles n' the Nets had Kerry Kittles
I'm a little bit of weed, coke, shroom, molly and ecstasy
I use to whip that butter but my n***a lost the recipe

[Verse 7: YL]
Yo, trapped in a vortex
I was told money only bring more stress
Say what you gotta say
We takin' the floor next
This shit is like raw sex
Barely goin' off yeah, I don't got a off switch
Stuntin' then I'm off this
Headed to the fortress, Triple R offense
Fuck with me be cautious, yo' music make me nauseous
Don't emulate, reconstruct or renovate
I could see you been afraid guess that's why you imitate
[Verse 8: Starker]
The god chokin' on smoke
Its similar to Latrell Sprewell chokin' his coach
I'm no joke you reconsider when I open my coat
Keep actin' funny and end up like Eddie Griffin
Son n***a be went broke (n***a got no fuckin' money n***a)

[Hook: YL]
Wally tag hangin' from my right foot
Flash a dollar at the bitch and she might look
Yo get yo' life took
It's fun and friendly until they hit you with that right hook
Poke out big yo