[Intro]
What's up with it Digiwan n***a?
I be you brodie
Shouts out to them westside Stockton n***as
You know what it is n***a
Off top n***a, LPP, I be you boy
Off top n***a
Cash Money Lav, n***a
Bank’d Up Entertainment
Digiwan on the track n***a

[Verse 1]
These .308s scorching and this choppa got a nice aim
Thought you had a pass cause we let you leave the dice game
Caught your ass walking then smoked you in the bike lane
Knocked yo ass down and skirted off in the white Range
Guns like Max Payne, kicks like Jackie Chan
My team push a hard line from South Sac to Pakistan
Icy like a avalanche, Lav got the block snowin
And I ain't fuckin with you bitch, if you not hoin
You see the Bank'd up chain and the watch glowin
Rob me and I’ma smoke you when the chop blowin
30 boys next up, please don't flex up
Get your dome shattered like glass when that TEC bust
Leave everything in your body broke from your chest up
Leave 100 holes in your bitch from her breast up
Just for walking towards me
This a true story
Bitch you a dope fiend, you can not afford me ho
[Interlude]
Punk ass bitch
Hahahaha
Can't fuck with me man
S.T.A.R n***a, I'm shoutin n***a
You feel me though?
Off motherfuckin top mane
Yeah man
Off top, off top

[Verse 2]
I'm in the game ballin, you can call me Robert Horry
Lavish D the hottest thang on the inventory
I feel like talking shit mane, somebody come record me
A mansion out in Granite Bay, that bitch 3 stories
Got a couple condos, got a couple bandos
I might trade my chain straight across for a lambo
I ride with a choppa, so y'all n***as better stand low
Different colored diamond watch looking like a rainbow
I'm always with a different bitch, I'm never with the same ho
Bitch I’m a pimp, but I don’t never wear a Kangol
King of the town, I'ma hold it down
Orange diamond bracelet looking like the Cleveland Browns
Yo bitch chose Lav D cause n***a, you a clown
And I be always in the streets like the cracks in the ground
I’m from Zone 51, you can find me uptown
4 choppas in the car, with the goons riding around, bitch
[Interlude]
You already know how I move
I'm moving mean bitches, mane, cross country mane
I'm a S.T.A.R
Hahahahaha
Bank'd Up boy though
N***as hatin man
Get your mind right Boy Boy
Stop hating bitch, you can’t stop my shine n***a

[Verse 3]
Crossing game get you found, that's the way that I was brought up
Speakin on Lav got your mama house shot up
Moving like a mob boss, hoping I don't get caught up
I know the streets watching me, I mob deep like Prodigy
Let me set the record straight, you barking like a Bulldog
I just got out of jail, and blood, it's jumping like a Bullfrog
Gang Task on me cause they see I run the hood, dog
I just talked to the homies, and they tell me "you ain't good, dog"
My fuck n***as lurkin, throwin bullets like T-Bo
I'a make Dreda take your chain like Debo
Throwin up your hood'll get you bagged like a kilo
Syrup got me high, now I'm flyer than a G4
Pussy n***as slid through and shot my cousin Megaman
Now it's time to load up, slide through, and bang a man
65 shots to the face will rearrange a man
Make a n***a beg for his life like he ain't a man, n***a
[Outro]
On everything n***a
Quit hating, boy
The new movement, n***a
New World Order, n***a
I'm out here, n***a
For real, n***a
Bout that there
Digiwan, I be you boy
Shouts out to Lil Spark boys mane
Off top
Westside Stockton, I be y'all
Up in that mouth of that MAC though, n***a
South Sac, n***a
2-0-916, n***a
We out here, n***a
Pushin, boy
I'm a S.T.A.R, bitch
Lucrative, n***a
I need large mothafuckin profits
ASAP, n***a