[Intro]
Yo, yo, yo

[Verse]
When I'm gone, I just want you to remember the God
For nicks the size of PlayStation memory cards
And the industry wouldn't be nothing without me
I don't know what it is, it's just something about me
When Kiss come down, watch shit get thicker
I'ma still blow a pound with some bitches and liquor
And I know the feds clicking them pictures
So I hit the garage, switch cars and come out in a pickup
You should see me when I'm picking a chick up, I don't slip up
Bounce the X5 like I'm driving with the hiccups
Damn, he had the nerve to go on and Gucci the seats
And he keep his block flooded like a movie release
But y'all go to the dealer when I go to the jeweler
And everybody got an R', it's why I rock the Frank Muller
Ice in a leather van, dice in my better hand
Four, five, six is the numbers I roll
Barskin cranberry with my gun on the wall
Back to the club, she can get the gat in the club
Don't nobody act funny when I'm buying the bar
You ain't gotta have money, still buy you a scar
Go to jail when I'm running the block
Robbers got Kiss in they Walkman with a bitch in the opps
And my nickname is Hundreds to Rock
On my neck, on my arm and the bank locked up in the box
[Outro]
Yeah, January
June 12th, Kiss the Game Goodbye
You know, I get crazy when I'm in here
I just get in the zone, sometimes I can't stop
Man, I'ma let you hold 'em down right now
June 12th, Kiss the Game Goodbye
Y'all better stop playing, it's a rap
I got this thing on lock, Warden