[Intro: Nym Lo]
Ahh, ahh, ahh
Statik Selektah

[Chorus: Nym Lo]
In and out the projects, money in and out my pockets
Judges fillin' up they dockets, foreign car I love to drop it
Crystal controls, that's in the cockpit
Money over bitches, mob shit
In and out the projects, money in and out my pockets
Judges fillin' up they dockets, foreign car I love to drop it (Foreign cars)
Crystal controls, that's in the cockpit
Money over bitches, mob shit

[Verse 1: Nym Lo]
Feelin' like Tony Soprano avoidin' pianos (Why?)
'Cause the boss never tossed the keys (Ha)
Forty bands in my dungarees
Big truck when I pull up like a Hummer V
Duckin' D's, brother please
She tryna get ahead, so she suckin' the seed
I'm tryna get some head 'cause fuckin' with me
That's how she gon' fuckin' succeed
We been stuck in the P's, I got twenty off that hunnid a B (Facts)
And we called the park the dust head, middle finger fuck feds
You tried to get some money on my side, then we gon' bump heads
Numbers that we did was astronomical, numbers that y'all did was comical
Presidential, I brought Obama through
Bussin' the wristes got me fuckin' ya bitches (Bling)
Felt like coach was too small, we was stuck in the trenches
What's up with these n***as? They front then it's up with these n***as (Brr)
Pour out Henny, tilt the cups for these n***as, Lo
[Chorus: Nym Lo & Rome Streetz]
In and out the projects, money in and out my pockets
Judges fillin' up they dockets, foreign car I love to drop it
Crystal controls, that's in the cockpit
Money over bitches, mob shit
In and out the projects, money in and out my pockets
Judges fillin' up they dockets, foreign car I love to drop it
Crystal controls, that's in the cockpit
Money over bitches, mob shit (A-yo)

[Verse 2: Rome Streetz]
Fly, obnoxious middle finger to the coppers
If it's up to me, you say ''Judge, suck my dick'' on the docket (Suck my dick, n***a)
The object is full of whole safe up with the profit (Uh-huh)
And not get knocked in the process
I used a razor to chop little pieces of rock and put it on the scale top (Word)
Got a couple hunnid grams out my mailbox (I did)
Foreign off the lot, lucky lefty, southpaw unorthodoxed
Right palm holdin' the firearm, lettin' off the shot (Bra-bra)
I'm Burberry to the floor, but I been had stripes before
Sold everything that I bagged up and copped twice as more
On the flip side I been nice, that's why these whores all recite my scores (Uh-huh)
Everything I drop been raw like Bolivian snort
No key for the ignition, press a button, I pull off (Skrrt)
All you n***as lost, your shit sound forced, ya songs get fast forward (You n***as trash)
My songs come on, they smash they head on the dashboard
Cold hard cash is what we trap for, n***a
[Chorus: Nym Lo]
In and out the projects, money in and out my pockets
Judges fillin' up they dockets, foreign car I love to drop it
Crystal controls, that's in the cockpit
Money over bitches, mob shit
In and out the projects, money in and out my pockets
Judges fillin' up they dockets, foreign car I love to drop it
Crystal controls, that's in the cockpit
Money over bitches, mob shit