[Chorus - Word Play]
I'm made to get money, so that's why I'm 'bout it
Underestimated, you done got a n***a started
Tryna compete? You might as well just stop it
Looking at my life like I'm just getting started
Oooo, you looking at a 1 of 1
Oooo, my future brighter than the sun
Oooo, we blowing down a metric ton
Oooo, and all this shit has just begun

[Verse 1 - Willy B]
Excuse me, I had to take a smoke break
I had to check my latest flake
I'm talking 'bout that snowflake
Moving white flakes all across the fucking country
Yeah we smoking fucking tree, ain't a n***a higher than me
All muthafucking week, and we kill a fucking beat
Homicide on you n***as, homicide on you pussies
What you gon do? Run up in your house, smack you
And your whack ass crew
You ain't fucking with little Saint Lou
And my n***a Tone and my n***a Kimani
All them n***as behind me

[Chorus]

[Verse 2 - Word Play]
From the 314 to the 405 to the 828 yeah I be live
Smoking weed and sipping sauce and partying till like 'bout 5
Looking for my honey and I stay up in the beehive
Grinding from the rainy days until the cleary skies
Me and Willy B up on the track, you can call that synergy
Take your chick so magically, Houdini is my mini-me
When I see my crush on campus, ionic bond like chemistry
When you see me, you play Crooked Smile? I need dentistry
I never bitch about shit, you'll never see and ovulation
Money is the passion, I'm talking Jeezy's motivation
Watching time fly, I see my transformation
Smoking weed, but I got asthma, galaxies my destination
I got 5's on my feet, and a 10 up in my arms
My word play is a killer, and I got the right to bear arms
Y'all n***as talking shit, like y'all was born in a barn
My temper short like Leprechauns, Latina girls my lucky charms
Let's get it!

[Chorus]

[Verse 3 - Word Play]
N***as look at me like damn, Word Play the fucking shit
You damn right, I am the fucking shit
For everything I'm doing I'm number 1 for like every list
Down this Evercleafr, don't really fuck with liquid shit
If yeen figured, I'm that North County, Ferguson, Saint Louis figure
Me and Verse spittin', tryna make a killin'
Don't give a fuck about a bitch or a n***a
From dusk to dawn, my muse I spawn
To spazz on a n***a talking 'bout that jawn
I'm making moves, I just took your pawn
And while you talking shit, you can watch me yawn
Saint Louis my heart, on my momma you ain't gon tear us apart
Imma need some top laying down if you understand me
And verbs on the jungle gym, that's what you call word play
Let's get it!