[Intro: Peezy]
You ain't got shit
I'ma bust me a n***a ass talkin' that fuck shit ra-ra
All that ra-ra
Yeah, ain't no fuckin' hook
I bet you won't bet that, n***a
Say the wrong motherfuckin' thing
Where you goin'?
I'm goin' to get that stick
And I'm gon' get that hundred-round bitch, brrah
On God
Y'all gon' talk to the MAC, motherfucker, I'ma take care of you (Woah)
I'ma mean it
That n***a went to the boat last
I'ma go eat me some pussy
And y'all got somethin' to say when I get back, then talk to me
And then we'll talk
They need to put that shit in front of you
I'm fifty-one years old and I'm goin' to rehab (Back up please, back up)
I'm goin' to fuckin' rehab
The feds done followed me for three years
Fuck, fuck 'еm
Ghetto
Can't wear no slippers outsidе, n***a (Yeah, n***a, uh-huh)
Street n***a (What he say?), yes
Really in the field, huh? (Smoov, what's good, baby? Thank you, Fizzle)
Ayy, though
[Chorus: Peezy]
Really in the field, I can't wear no Marni slippers (Nah)
Work too hard, won't ever let me catch me slippin' (Fuck no)
Ten toes down, n***a, standin' on the business (I'm out here)
Bulletproof Caddy truck sittin' in the trenches (Let's go)
Really in the field, I can't wear no Marni slippers (N***a)
Really in the field, I can't wear no Marni slippers (Fuck you talkin' 'bout?)
Really in the field, I can't wear no Marni slippers (I can't do that)
Ten toes down, n***a, standin' on the business (Yeah, yeah, Ghetto)

[Verse 1: Peezy]
Really in the field, I cannot afford to slip up (I can't slip up)
Paranoid, walkin' in the crib holdin' blick up (Holdin' blick up)
Nah, I ain't perfect, n***a, I done had some hiccups (You feel me?)
Choppers on me every day, ain't goin' for the stick-up (I ain't goin' for that shit)
Biggest in this shit, too rich to have my shit tucked
I had to fall back off the 'Gram, too many rappers gettin' picked up (That shit hot)
Pull up to the airport in a rental, had to switch out (I'm done)
Soon as the neighbor recognize me, you know I switch houses (I'm gone)
Put a four-way in the pot and got six ounces (Yeah)
Drunk a ten by myself out a pint, I got six ounces (Yeah)
They don't like my n***as in the club 'cause we done killed bouncers (We don't care)
Dropped so much fuckin' cough syrup, man, this shit awful

[Chorus: Peezy]
Really in the field, I can't wear no Marni slippers (Nah)
Work too hard, won't ever let me catch me slippin' (Won't ever let me catch me)
Ten toes down, n***a, standin' on the business (Yeah)
Bulletproof Caddy truck sittin' in the trenches (N***a)
Really in the field, I can't wear no Marni slippers (N***a)
Really in the field, I can't wear no Marni slippers (Fuck nah)
Really in the field, I can't wear no Marni slippers (This shit real)
Ten toes down, n***a, standin' on the business (Go, go)
[Verse 2: Ghetto Baby Boom]
Ten toes down, I forever stand on business (You know me)
Fuck a pass, you see 'em out in traffic, yop, you better send 'em (I'm on 'em)
Ain't no back-and-forth, ain't too much talkin', that's for bitches (Fuck we doin' that for?)
Gotta watch how I move, I know them bitches tryna get me (Fuck they on?)
Set a trap, but I ain't a rat, so they'll never get me (Hah)
We get big money over here, quit flashin' that lil' fifty (You lookin' like a lil' n***a)
Yop, really in the ghetto, I can't wear no Marni slippers (I'm tellin' you)
When I seen an opp, I'm jumpin' out, I'm gon' go get 'em, n***a (Ghetto)
Real ghetto baby, can't compare me to these lil' n***as (You can't)
Made my own wave and I'm good in your hood, n***a (Yeah)
Catch me in the back shootin' dice with my lil' n***as (Don't worry 'bout it)
And we got guns, we just do this shit for fun, n***a (Worry 'bout it, huh)
You ain't never made no n***a bleed? Where you from, n***a? (What?)
Really in that field, I can't move without my gun with me (Hell no)
Told bro load the striker up and, n***a, come get me (Come and get me, n***a)
Hmm, yop, real certified, tweak ghetto business (Yeah, you know how we do)

[Chorus: Peezy]
Really in the field, I can't wear no Marni slippers (Nah)
Work too hard, won't ever let me catch me slippin' (Won't ever let me catch me)
Ten toes down, n***a, standin' on the business (Yeah)
Bulletproof Caddy truck sittin' in the trenches (N***a)
Really in the field, I can't wear no Marni slippers (N***a)
Really in the field, I can't wear no Marni slippers (Fuck nah)
Really in the field, I can't wear no Marni slippers (This shit real)
Ten toes down, n***a, standin' on the business (Go, go)