| DJ Durel |
| Woo, woo |
| Let’s go |
| Go |
| If you’re not from the Nawf, mind ya business (Hey) |
| Suicide doors on the Cullinan (Cullinan) |
| If I fuck her, she gotta let my brothers in (Smash) |
| I don’t love her, I backdoor and hit the friend (Woo) |
| Undercover, hop out and spin many men (Grrt) |
| Got it straight out the mud, we was gettin' it (We gettin' it) |
| Now the guts it got blood in the Bentley (Hey) |
| I had made 'bout a dub out in Lenox (Dub) |
| If you not from the Nawf, mind ya business (Nawf) |
| Let’s get it (Let's go) |
| No penny pinchin' we stackin' these racks to the ceilin' (Woo) |
| Hurtin' these fuck niggas feelings (Hey) |
| Look at my .30 and it’s stickin' out of my shirt (What?) |
| How the fuck did he get in the building? (Huh?) |
| Huncho really rappin', no Milli Davilli (Woo) |
| Don’t walk out the house without sticks or a milli' (Nah-nah, nah-nah) |
| I fuck it up, make it back in a quickie (Suu) |
| I make it back in a— (Suu, uh) |
| I make a M in a minute (One minute) |
| But I get you whacked for a penny (Whacked) |
| I’m back on that set, yeah, a menace (Hey) |
| We back on they necks with no gimmicks (Go, go) |
| I put this mop to your tendons (Mop) |
| Hit the switch on the Glock, now you finished (Glock) |
| Take the top off like Wayne with no ceiling (Hey) |
| We was stuck in the game with no dealin' (Take-Take-Takeoff) |
| I put a quarter on my wrist, what the fuck? (What the fuck?) |
| I coulda bought me a double R truck (Could've) |
| Cut up your seats right on top of her tongue |
| I need a B 'cause a M ain’t enough |
| When I’m ridin' that Rolls, I ride with that drum (Grrt) |
| Keepin' it tucked, they tryna be tough (Tough) |
| No IRS, he givin' it up (Give it up) |
| No Curtis Snow, we callin' your bluff (Yeah) |
| And it’s a platinum Arabian dial |
| I’m checkin' your stats and I’m pullin' your files |
| I look at your diamonds, I’m seein' clouds |
| No boxin', but you need to throw in the towel |
| You talkin' 'bout cars and clothes and hoes |
| And money don’t fold, the world is ours |
| We countin' up 'chos, we stick to the code (Stick) |
| And put work in to get respect and the power |
| We was stuck in the game like EA (Stuck) |
| We from the Nawf, no TAs (Nawf) |
| NBA pockets how we play (Run that shit) |
| We doin' the race like a relay (Race) |
| Migo know Spanish, comprende? (Migo) |
| We got the block caliente (Hot) |
| Fuck who the boss, come get with the sensei (Boss) |
| Bitch, no cap, no pretende (Bitch) |
| I make a M in a minute (One minute) |
| But I get you whacked for a penny (Whacked) |
| I’m back on that set, yeah, a menace (Hey) |
| We back on they necks with no gimmicks (Go, go) |
| I put this mop to your tendons (Mop) |
| Hit the switch on the Glock, now you finished (Glock) |
| Take the top off like Wayne with no ceiling (Hey) |
| We was stuck in the game with no dealin' (Woo) |
| I make a M in a minute (One minute) |
| But I get you whacked for a penny (Whacked) |
| I’m back on that set, yeah, a menace (Hey) |
| We back on they necks with no gimmicks (Go, go) |
| I put this mop to your tendons (Mop) |
| Hit the switch on the Glock, now you finished (Glock) |
| Take the top off like Wayne with no ceiling (Hey) |
| We was stuck in the game with no dealin' (Woo) |