[Verse]
Yo, Redman a OG in the game, boy, I still got it
A bad MF like Samuel L. wallet (Ow)
I go postal out a Cadillac
Hit 'em with the un-positive K, I ain't havin' that
I flip modes and rampage your zip codes
Out a trench coat, I'm heavier than Klitzchko (Ha)
The hemp smoke be my first love
I stayed around that purp, n***a, like Wendy and Lisa
Yeah, in '89, I sold grams (How much, n***a?)
And now, I sign women implants (Yeah)
Doc keep a attitude, hate him or like him
Wolf tickets can't be sold, I'm half lycan
I do what I want on the regular
I get bread, get head, et cetera, et cetеra
'90s era versus the nеw content
A big difference like Bompton and Compton
Now everybody wanna light the blunt with me (Ow)
You steal my lighter, you gon' get a buck fifty (Haha)

[Chorus]
Now, what the fuck goin' on? (What the fuck goin' on?)
Yo, what the fuck goin' on? (What the fuck goin' on?)
Yo, now, what the fuck goin' on? (What the fuck goin' on?)
Yo, what the fuck goin' on? (Let's go)
[Bridge]
Yo, I be on my grind
Like yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah (Yeah)
I hope I ain't gotta use my nine (Come on)
Like yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah (What the fuck?)

[Outro]
Now, everybody throw your hands to the sky
Wave 'em all around if you're smokin' that loud
Keep 'em there
Yo, Mr. Yellow, run they jewels, my n***a
(Alright, n***as, y'all know what the fuck it is)