[Intro: RetcH]
Woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, yeah, yeah
Woah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: RetcH]
Fly to Aruba to lay in the sand, pull up with grams like we tryna meet your mans
N***as so heavy, this stick that I skrt, my face clearin' up, I ain't fuckin' with syrup
Count up the green, I been smokin' on purp, wish I was there when my n***a got murked
Wish I was there when [?] had died, the Wraith or the 8, it be hard to decide
Say that she remember the n***a's disguise, these hoes ain't one hundred, don't tell me no lies
Might stay and kick it, depend on the vibe, tell she wan' fuck by the look in her eyes
I get her brackin', she wipin' her eyes, I just need me a slice of the pie
Broski on point and he strapped with the fire, Givenchy, Givenchy, bitch wanna slide
Tell she ain't fucked with real n***as before, n***as gon' hate, but as long as you know
Be grateful for life and get paid in the process, and if you don't know, then acquire the knowledge
Don't follow that bitch 'cause she posted some nonsense, I seen a
N***a been losin' the projects
I seen a n***a get killed over nothin', not talkin' paper, then what we discussin'?

[Chorus: RetcH]
N***as shiesty, bitches two faced, huh, carbon rifle with the shoelace, huh
Tip the valet with a blue face, huh, goin' up all on a Tuesday, huh
Might fuck a bitch in a Hummer, huh, I call the plays like a gangster, huh
You ain't on shit, you a runner, huh, you ain't on shit, you a runner
N***as shiesty, bitches two faced, huh, carbon rifle with the shoelace, huh
Tip the valet with a blue face, huh, goin' up all on a Tuesday, huh
Might fuck a bitch in a Hummer, huh, I call the plays like a gangster, huh
You ain't on shit, you a runner, huh, you ain't on shit, you a runner
[Verse 2: Maxo Kream]
MAC-11, not no shoestring, shootin' rockets, teammate Yao Ming
Fiends askin' for a wakeup, cut the Cookie, clean the shake up
Big faces, n***a, Jacob, MAC fix a n***a face up
You n***as act fake tough, Glock .40 make you break up
Get it crackin' like mirrors and bottles, keep it hotter, then we shoot up your momma
Shotta blocka, smoke n***as like Rastas, you imposter, turn your head to lasagna
Fuck on model, make her eat me like pasta, King Mufasa, like Hakuna Matata
Fuck your honor, that persona my imposter, catch a opp and open chests like a doctor
You ain't trappin', you a runner, keep on yappin', get you done up
Get to clappin' with my gun out, big old MAC, it like my diamonds
Wintertime, I got the burner, turn your block into the summer
Xannys, cabbage, and Madonna, servin' grammies in the Honda

[Chorus: RetcH]
N***as shiesty, bitches two faced, huh, carbon rifle with the shoelace, huh
Tip the valet with a blue face, huh, goin' up all on a Tuesday, huh
Might fuck a bitch in a Hummer, huh, I call the plays like a gangster, huh
You ain't on shit, you a runner, huh, you ain't on shit, you a runner
N***as shiesty, bitches two faced, huh, carbon rifle with the shoelace, huh
Tip the valet with a blue face, huh, goin' up all on a Tuesday, huh
Might fuck a bitch in a Hummer, huh, I call the plays like a gangster, huh
You ain't on shit, you a runner, huh, you ain't on shit, you a runner