[Intro]
Uh, yeah, yeah
Back like I left something
Fear and Loathing in New Orleans
Tryna collect something
Month after month after month

[Verse 1]
Weed send my mind through hula hoops
Show me to the booth, it ain't no tellin' what Imma do
Bringin' nothin' but that Paul Pierce, so serious
Spitta n***a, you'll hear nothin but the truth in my lyrics
N***as hear it, now I grab the attention of the critics
Read an article today about me, the author was trippin'
I can't get mad, everyone got their opinion
But mines is different, I feel that I deserve a position
On the cover of the XXL before Christmas
Spit vicious, you know me n***a
No Swishers, I rather smoke Zig Zag n***a
Too many blunts will have your mans with his throat itchin'
I'm not really here, Curren$y has gone fishin'
The dude you think you saw was just a holographic image
Sucka ass n***as can't see Spitta
Fly Society got stealth technology

[Interlude]
[Verse 2]
Spitta n***a, bringin' via satellite
Killed the beat on the first verse and brought it back to life
And wrote a second verse so I can kill it twice
Loud pipes on the Chevrolet
It would be ludacris for you to not move
Bitch and get out of my way
Can't hold my tongue, got too much to say
You lookin for real shit, the planes on their way
When the album drop we clearin' wall space out
'Cause we know we got platinum plaques and frames on the way
Whole deal, look at these n***as here, lazy ass rappers
I did more shit in 4 months than these n***as do in four years
Spitta, yeah

[Outro]
Just like that
Back to back to back to back