[Intro: Troy Ave]
Powder, yeah, powder
Limos hoe, haha
Bonic what the fuck is up?
Ricky what the fuck is up?
Powder

[Chorus: Troy Ave]
Big blunts, smoke that
Cash stunts, I promote that
Good crack, its all drugs
Hold that, its all love
I'm never frontin' I be frontin' n***as (x3)
And if that paper ain't right then I'm confronting n***as

[Verse: Troy Ave]
In elementary school they asked me who I wanna be
I said a n***a with some money, now look at me
15 years later and I drive a Benz
Black do too he one of my best friends
Harry P, Benz be we're sucker free
The illest n***a ever styled tho I'm such a freak
Cussing up a storm on MTV
N***a I don't give a fuck now the world can see
Dope boys swag can't stress that enough
These other n***as swag just ain't adding up
Getting money but you're living with ya moms aye
Your chain 40 thou but you drive a Hyundai
Man, n***a please, n-n-n***a please
You can't even afford my young bitches weed
Fly bitches keep a head full of Malaysian
I keep it real here, why you hating?
[Chorus: Troy Ave]


[Verse 2: Ricky]
In elementary school they asked me where I wanna be
I told 'em that ill prolly sip lean and smoke weed
Not tryna be something that I won't be
All I do is fuck something when I'm on E
Prolly why them young bitches still want me
I be on that morphine til it haunts me
Hating motherfuckers they could never taunt me
I just do me that's that mama taught me
I'm in CT probably, imp a prodigy, look obviously
Go to sleep with a L 6:00 in the morning
OG Kush everyday California
You been a bitch since the first day I known ya
I be on them drugs living with the paranoia
And that paraphernalia, Limosa Nostra familiar

[Chorus: Troy Ave]