[Intro:Bleu Davinci, DJ Drama]
Put the ground beneath your feet cuz
Go out on a blaze if you royal if you got ???
(It's 'bout that time!)
Straight up!
(Bleu Davinci, DJ Drama; Gangsta Grillz you bastards!)
(We got London on da Track!)

[Hook: Bleu Davinci, Sosay]
These n***as keep lookin', lookin' all crazy
(Hoo! Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!)
My shooter got shooters, they ain't never gettin' laid
(shoot 'em, shoot 'em, shoot 'em, bweh!)
These n***as lookin' shook, betta' keep watchin'!
(Money! Money! On it, Yea!)
I shine on the p*ssy, ain't no stoppin'!
(Hol' up, Hol' up, Hol' up! Yea!)

[Bleu Davinci: Verse 1]
These n***as keep lookin', go, git dustin' (?!?)
Yea that n***a, nah don't trust 'em
N***a in the trap, gittin' that guap
Go n' drop yo money then break the fuck out
N***a gettin' paid, n***a gettin' dough
N***a fuck around here, n***a get smoked
N***a ride cars, n***a ride Benz
That's my hitta right there, career
I don't give a fuck 'bout what a talk
Pussy ass n***a keep talk, get dropped
Never really cared 'bout a bitch-ass cop
Feds on the tail, let 'em hoes watch
N***as on Xan', n***as on lean
Four hun' for the shoes, eight hun' for the jeans
Juss came from the west with the fire-ass green
Finna fuck the city, let 'em cop.... seventeen
Pussy-ass n***a keep lookin' all cra(z)y
My n***a whickin' shit, doin' no playin'
Stick come out and the stick be sprayin'
What a n***a talkin' what a n***a be layin'
My shooter got shoot, my trappers got trap
These fake ass dopeboys really juss rap
My n***as gettin' money, you n***as know facts
Keeping lookin' all crazy, get your rear pushed back