Ayy, Ayy
Nah for real, yall know Ive been doing that shit
Ive been a legend man, Ive been having them bars man
Yall just gotta listen man
I aint talkin fast you just listenin slow stupid, ayy
Sosa where the Hawk go, did you trade it in? 
Hell no, I spent another 40k to bend 
I dont play but when I play, bitch I play to win 
All this money comin in, itll make you grin
And in stash its a FN gotta make it in 
Pussy said he want smoke better take it in 
You in them Chiraq streets, better take it easy
I can never wear your chain boy its too cheesy
Told my bitch I aint with no bitch and said she dont believe me
But she beliеve me if I paid a band for a Beaniе
I had 5-10 bands in my True Jeanies 
Where that shit come from? Man I had a genie
I had all that, trynna make a shout out at my granny
And my wrist cost a baby Ima need a nanny
You the type of nigga link up with a tranny
Bought a new set of nanas for the chimpanzees
Baby sosa bad ass was off six xannies
I dont want to fuck that bitch, she wearin big panties
I can go and buy yo same watch for my granny
I do what I gotta do for my fuckin family
Heat sensor on AR, call me Call Of Duty
He a streetfighter hit his ass with the Hadouken
Backdoored by a bitch, that shit too flukey
Gravitated off the ground, thats some super Tookie
Said you aint got my money, you shittin me Smokey?
Chief Sosa in your house that bitch gon be smokin
I got high off that bitch head, she tryna overdose me
Got a cuban on my throat so she gon overthroat me
I just bought a taurus in case I got a horoscope
All this water on my body she gon need a floatie 
Gotta close the backdoor cause they gon leave it open
Nigga I can kill this shit by just breathin on it
Huh, huh, huh, huh
Huh, huh, huh, huh
Huh, huh, huh, huh
Yous a fucking cheerleader, nigga bring it on
I put stars in the ceiling of my Lambo
Folks nemll leave you duckin like a limbo 
Like Machine Gun, I feel like Rambo
And it take close to 50. cal ammo
Man my shorty get surgical like training day
Dirty ass BM throw my chain away
I dont care hoe, I woke up feelin great today 
Wide body demon hawk, gonna make a play 
Seen my cousin and I gave that lil nigga my chain
Told them when they city hot nigga make it rain 
Sosa brushin out his beard call them Abraham
When the city got cold, Chief Sosa made it flame 
Sosa ridin with that stuff, I aint talkin Tameka sister 
Shawty freak ass, trynna suck me while these people lookin
I can have my eyes closed and still can see you lookin
We was in the streets figthin, ridin with Hadoukens
Hadouken 
Hadouken 
Hadouken 
Pulled up, spaceship, bitch get a glimpse
I smell fishy shit, you fuck with skrimps
I up the chopstick, you did a flip
Tryna shoot the most bird, I caught a clip
Aint no other way to go, but up up the riff
Steady sendin death threats, well, now you stiff
Lift my wrist up, they like yep, its a lier
My cuban link cost 10 thousand grams
Baby Sosa prolly sold you 10 thousand grams
On the asphalt, left yo shit on the ground
Go go go, if you a threat, you get put down
Ay I gotta glo and get that money man, who down?
Police ridin up this street, we park with heed, scoot down
Pulled up in that Urus, kitted up, she like oh damn
LA Lakers front row seats, Lebron whadown
The boys in this bitch with me too its goin gdown
Hadouken
Hadouken
Hadouken