[Verse 1: Berner]
I was brought up on the product, drug dealin' kingpin
Shit I’m on exotic, all white seats. no lease, yeah, I bought it
Bulletproof truck just in case we get shot at (look out)
When it drop, I'm the first one that got it
I told that bitch go on put it in my pocket
I be up early in the mix, phone ringin' all the time
Said he wanna cop nine but I only brought five
The other four went to Livermoore
Twenty-Six bricks on my kitchen floor
Nightmares of the Feds, I don’t sleep right (don't sleep)
Send that bitch home on a cheap flight
Carry-on bags full of cream envelopes
My baby, she don't speak on my telephone
You say a prayer when it leave
I bet it go quick when it get to Tennessee

[Bridge: Young Buck]
Naw, for real, n***as know what's up
It's buckshot, A.K.A. the cookie monster
Soon as it touch down, we C.O.D. n***as
Cashville, what up!

[Verse 2: Young Buck]
Trappin' lemon Jell-o in the ghetto, n***a
Roll a quarter ounce in a cigarillo, n***a
Every order counts, watch what you gon' sell a n***a (what'chu doin?)’
If I send it to your house, you bet not tell a n***a
They got all these German Shepards runnin’ round this Wraith
Fido couldn't find it if I put it in his face
Boy hittin’ home-runs, n***as still on third-base
Gettin' it by the tons puttin' it up in her place
Fellow rapper and a promoter, I book you 'fore it’s over
My bitch about to bring another box of Bakin' Soda
And I got a couple n***as' addresses and a photo
I'mma pull 'em out and pull up when the time right
You penny-pinchin' n***as make sure every dime right
You know that Ruger with the red light'll get a n***a mind right
Berner, anything land you know I have it gone
And I fly out to the Bay and come and wrap my own
Buck
[Bridge: Philthy Rich]
Ay, it's Philthy, n***a
You know I'm walkin' 'round this six bedroom mansion, n***a
Eatin' Top Ramen with a plastic fork, n***a
Look

[Verse 3: Philthy Rich]
Versace on my bed but demons in my head (yes)
N***as want me dead are probably in the Feds (suckas)
Instagram really hurt a n***a heart (ain't that right?)
When I heard he make a statement, it really hurt my heart
Smokin' good cookies'll kill [?]
It's four G autos, ten-thousand, bitch, watch the pothole (bitch)
Have you ever had your clothes taken for evidence? (homicide)
N***as sneak dissin' 'cause he ain't relevant
Hey, shout out to them n***as that ain't believe in me (salute)
Them the same n***as mad 'cause they ain't seen with me
I'm still in the hood 'cause I ain't never left (nah ah)
Wish my brother Dre Fetty could take another breath (rest in peace)
Word around town there's money on my head (chump change)
Must be a broke n***a talkin' because I still ain't dead (broke n***a)
I put this n***a on the lick and I ain't ask for nothin' (I ain't ask for shit)
But the last time I seen him, the n***a was actin' funny
It's Philty (It's Philthy)

[Outro: Philthy Rich]
Yeah, man you could do for a n***a a million times
But he only gon' remember that one time you tell him no
Keep them squares out your circle and your grass cut [?]
It's Philty