[Verse 1: Lou Gram]
Ask around in the streets, I got boss statis
Twenty thousand all dubs, got my [?] sagging
I ain't never had shit, I do a lot of bragging
[?] your big homie
I ain't gotta [?] the strap, just know that bitch on me
Getting Cali boes wrapped [?] lot of [?]
Just [?] fat n***a, in the latest fashion
I'm a hustler, rapping was never my passion
If it ain't about that money, don't even ask it
[?] dropped nothing but classics
Fuck a chain, I spent five racks on some glasses
When it come to foreign whips, [?]

[Chorus: Peezy]
We gon' ball on these n***as, 'cause we posed to
We gon' dawg on these bitches, 'cause we posed to
We gon' keep dropping whips, 'cause we posed to
We gon' keep making flips, 'cause we posed to
We gon' stunt 'cause we posed to
Keep fucking n***as' hoes, 'cause we posed to
Keep chilling in the trentches, 'cause we posed to
Put money over bitches, 'cause we posed to

[Verse 2: Webbo]
I'ma ball on these n***as, like I'm posed to
[?] up in a 2015, and an 02
Riding [?] I was 6 in my 7th year
Rapping 'bout that work, lil n***a, never sold a thing
Weighed work on triple beams, stack it then I pack it
Money over bitches, lil n***a, never slacking
Ghetto boy captain, hire you, boss
Shout out to Lil G, I'm dripping in the sauce
Got them Tom Ford shoes, cost at least a rack
Came up off selling crack, [?] double back
Dope man, dope man, yeah, that's me
Riding in the hood, in the nwew G.T
[Chorus: Peezy]
We gon' ball on these n***as, 'cause we posed to
We gon' dawg on these bitches, 'cause we posed to
We gon' keep dropping whips, 'cause we posed to
We gon' keep making flips, 'cause we posed to
We gon' stunt 'cause we posed to
Keep fucking n***as' hoes, 'cause we posed to
Keep chilling in the trentches, 'cause we posed to
Put money over bitches, 'cause we posed to