[Intro]
(Oh my God, is that [?][0:03] on the beat?)
I can switch it up, man
Heavyweight Hank, man
I got a million styles
I come different every time, n***a
Zayel, n***a, I see you, n***a, you know what it is, n***a

[Verse]
Like ayy, hey, whore
I'm a pimp, must I say more?
I don't like to party, I just grind like a skateboard
You got a couple dollars, boy, I'm Hank, I got way more
Beat the pussy up from the back, she gon' stay sore
She say she wanna get some money from me, but she ain't sure
If she ain't really down about your crown, that bitch ain't yours
A n***a cross me, I dump his body in the Bay shore
I been in the field hittin' holes like I'm Frank Gore
I been thuggin' since a snotty nose, these bitches be sloppy Joes
Bag full of hundred-dollar bills, n***a, copy those
Old Ben Franks in my stash, got a lot of those
Stomp down bitches on the blade, got a lot of those
I don't fuck with n***as, they be fakin' in they rhymes
I don't trust these n***as, they be fakin' every time
You ain't really got a bag, n***a, but it shine
I'ma need a tow truck just to carry mine
I just left a drumstick on an AR-9
Brand-new chop up out the box, I swear this AR fine
I just bent your baby mama over from behind
Any n***a tell you that they over me, they lyin'
Call me Larry Sanders, bitch, you know it's primetime
I'm the smartest n***a thuggin', bitch, I'm lavish Einstein
Caught that boy in Houston, hit him more than nine times
Rappin' ain't a thing, I got ninety-nine grinds
These snitchin'-ass n***as droppin' ninety-nine dimes
All these diamonds on me, I got ninety-nine shines
This n***a out his mind, he snorted ninety-nine lines
They gave my brother life in jail for ninety-nine crimes
Your baby mama, she in here, just like a doggy, I'ma bone it
I don't fuck with snitches, sucker shit, I don't condone it
N***as in my business, they be actin' like they know me
Your baby mama pregnant, I'ma fuck her with my homie
Everybody say they gettin' money, n***a, show me
I bought bitch a body, then a Benz and a Rollie
Can't you see your bitch chose me like I'm Goldie?
I ain't never fallin' off, it's in me, not on me
They don't wanna see me shine, they blockin' like a goalie
If I ever broke bread with you, then you owe me
I'm a hardbody, I can't let no n***a ho me
N***a, you a motherfuckin' pig, Axel Foley
All they wanna do is lock me up, they can't control me
Never ever trust a soul is what my granny told me
Bitch, the world is mine, I feel like Scarface, call me Tony
Dancin' on this Rolls-Royce, me and Tony Roney
[Outro]
Me and Tony Roney
Dancin' on this, me and Tony Roney
Dancin' on this, me and Tony Roney
Dancin' on this, me and Tony Roney