[Intro: Baby Smoove]
My n***a from the jungle, they done put 'em in a cage
Ay, ay, ay
(Joog)

[Chorus: Baby Smoove]
My n***a from the jungle, they done put 'em in a cage
Hit your block with five Glocks, givin' everybody fades
Let the phone to my ear, it's a light 30K
It's a big 560, take up the whole lane
I'm on Rodeo now, just shoppin' for Dior
You can have the bitch back, bro, I know that she yours
I'm 'bout to bust down the Cuban, that's somethin' you can't afford
My house is real big, I got four garage doors

[Verse 1: Fenix Flexin]
I'm sippin' Tech, ridin' with the TEC (TEC)
I'm verified in real life, I don't need a check (I don't need a check)
Bitch, I got your baby mama, she my lil pet (She my lil pet)
I just popped a Percocet and got it real wet (Got it real wet)
One thing about my money, bitch, it well-kept (Bitch, it well-kept)
One thing about this money, bitch, it well-spent
I been sippin' on this muddy, I'm a lil bent (I'm a lil bent)
When the n***a pop them Roxi's, feel like Clark Kent (like Superman)
In that S 550 with the dark tint (Skrrrt)
He ain't open when we knockin', so we barged in (We barged in)
Ay, home invasion if we get caught (Invasion)
So I pull that pistol out and let that stick talk (Let that stick talk)
You gon' drive her to her crib, I let that bitch walk (I let that bitch walk)
Ay, a couple thousand what my kicks cost
When a n***a pop them Perkies, I get pissed off
I just threw a couple thousand let, get this bitch off me (Bitch)
[Verse 2: Talibando and Fenix Flexin]
One thing you gotta know about me, I ball hard (Yes)
If I stretch the money out, that shit might be a 100 yards (Bitch)
The bitch to the crib, you ever seen a 100-large? (Agh)
Ask around in my hood, I'm the Head N***a in Charge
Won "trap star" the last few years in a row
How you do it jumpin' on and out the hound? Shit, I don't know
Long nights in the trap, remember sleepin' on the floor
Now I got my money up, when I get bored, pick up and go

[Verse 3: Baby Smoove]
At the crib, kinda high, about to flip it to an M
All net with the choppa, I don't never hit the rim
What I do in Neiman Marcus, you would think it was a gym
5-star restaurant, and we're high as a blimp
I'm the mayor of my city, no cap, really him
Ride in the Bentley, take the bitch out her M
Real VV's, hit when the lights dim
I just blew a ball of Runtz, you can't even buy a tenth

[Chorus: Baby Smoove]
My n***a from the jungle, they done put 'em in a cage
Hit your block with five Glocks, givin' everybody fades
Let the phone to my ear, it's a light 30K
It's a big 560, take up the whole lane
I'm on Rodeo now, just shoppin' for Dior
You can have the bitch back, bro, I know that she yours
I'm 'bout to bust down the Cuban, that's somethin' you can't afford
My house is real big, I got four garage doors