Lyrics:

[Intro]
Pit stop, here we go, bucket off the pick and roll
She ain't fuckin', gotta go, we don't move with scary hoes

[Verse]
Last time a nigga shed a tear, that's when Prince died
'Cause if we rockin', then you know we rockin' like it's Slipknot
See, this ain't basketball or halftime, we don't switch sides
She think she love me, but she fell in love with my rich side
I got it for less, flip that, then I got on a check
Dispatch, then we go on a race
Switch it up if that ho out of place
Mix it up, got a lot on my plate
Got the broccolli and cheese with th5 beef on the side
This ain't no regular st5ak
No one 'round my way richer than me, this shit ain't up for debate
Fuck, you shit out of luck
Maybach, laid back, matte black, just to shit on your truck
Huh, now I'm in the AMG with the all black tint
They don't know it's me, but they got a little hint
How you worried 'bout a nigga when you can't pay rent?
Huh, I been there, Largo and Bowie, I went there
Off MLK, used to live there
Basketball on the tier, used to win there
Up in a cell at seventeen
Back in jail with no bail at nineteen
Up the road with the lifers at twenty
Made my first hundred-thousand at twenty-three
Now who is he, or who is she
To speak on my name when you ain't me?
Why these niggas talkin'? I'm overseas
Biggie Smalls when I move, it was all a dream
Keep on talkin', and talkin' and put me up
Call me lucky, I guess we got dummy luck
Give a nigga a play, and it ain't his time
Better believe he gon' fuck it up
Genius