[Intro]
Hey
Yo, hey

[Verse]
Young OH! is the one they know so well
Real recognize real, yo' name ring no bells
I'm finna be on these rap n***as Coattails, oh well
N***as going copper, they makin' no sales
I ain't having that
Music's going platinum or platinum
These n***as be thinking like Mike Jones
Somebody like me, be thinking like Mike Jackson
Yo, my homie Jeff has got me dressin' like a model
Going full throttle, eating Chip O'Lees, fuck that, Chipot-le
Having itches, sending naked yitty pictures for a follow
Outrageous, hit the stage
They lose their heads like Sleepy Hollow
Beast Coast where it's at
I mean, Y-O to be exact
I know only this much of me is black
But I know the streets so well, I don't need a map
I'm really real, I don't need to act
N***a, I got a job, I don't need to trap
Young OH!'s dope, that's something I know
So the n***as at my show, don't need to clap
[Outro]
Yo, Wiz, this shit is strong, n***a
I'm fuckin' smacked