[Produced by Madlib]

[Intro]
Yeah, fo'sho, ugh
Fuck the competition, n***a, yeah

[Verse 1]
Ugh, fuck n***as, spark the weed up
Shit been watered down, the rap game they need us
Real n***as to intervene, they interject
Got a bitch naked, got some neck in the Vette and I'm finna jet
Finna get fucked up in this bitch, that's on fin
Popping yoppers, fuck the coppers, sell narcotics, n***a we bring that on in
Bitch I'm a problem, got your columns full of losses, no wins
Gary gangsta, fuck with Chicago n***as out that Low End
Much love to my n***a Mikey, threw muzzles off in they mouth
N***a hitting licks where we reside for unspecified amounts
Stuff the mattress full of merch, .40 calibers in the couch
Guess I'm on the high seat, rob me, you won't make it out
I can make her shout but my attitude might just make her pout
Find me charming 'til she really found out what I was about
My recreation, occupation, invading a n***a house
Smokin' and ridin', I ain't high when I'm drivin'? I highly doubt it
And I don't believe these rap n***as
You can front for your fans but I know it's an act, n***a
Judge a man by his character and not by his wealth
A real G, I never kissed n***as or shot myself
Gangsta Gibbs
[Chorus]
I'm number one (Bitch), number one with a bullet
Bring your guns, fifty shots when I pull it
Make 'em run, make you motherfuckers bleed
Only fuck with real Gs, public enemies
I'm number one, number one with a bullet
Bring your guns, fifty shots when I pull it
Make 'em run, make you motherfuckers bleed
Only fuck with real Gs, public enemies

[Verse 2]
Probably be murdered for some shit that I said
I'd be a legend out this motherfucker breathing or dead, but y'a'll don't hear me
These uppity bitches, they all fear me (Ugh)
Fuck a diamond on your finger, I guess it's the dog in me
Ain't no hog in me, I'm swine-free, tough as the Iron Sheik (Yeah)
Nine G's for the nine-piece, how you define me?
A student of the thug n***a drug dealer college (Yeah)
Majored in robbing and graduated with honors
Seeing clearly through these Dolce Gabbanas and marijuana fog
N***as trying to vulture the culture, motherfuck all of y'all
Dickblowers, rapper reality shows, y'all just attention whores
Don't give a fuck if I set a record or win awards (Nah)
I'm just blessed to be out here living life (Yeah)
Giving these n***as hell, so reckless with everything I write (Ugh)
Shit got me wishing DMX had never hit the pipe (Woo)
Pun ain't never died and Big L was still here to bless the mic (Yeah)
[Chorus]
I'm number one (Ugh), number one with a bullet (N***a)
Bring your guns, fifty shots when I pull it
Better run, make you motherfuckers bleed
Only fuck with real Gs, public enemies
I'm number one, number one with a bullet
Bring your guns, fifty shots when I pull it
Better run, make you motherfuckers bleed
Only fuck with real Gs, public enemies