Its what Imma do
Uh, uh, yeow
Feels like a summer day
Im back on my bullshit
This the theme song to take over the hood wit
I been with the preachers daughter in the 
Whom I, but goddamn I love a hood chick
Holla at me on the East Side of my city
Where girls backsides big as F-150s, uh yes, Kells
Most definitely believe that
Convertible , can you see that?
Matter fact, show me where the keys at
No roof, my whip ballin like 
Bad bitches hit me up when they need me
I see they face but the rugs where they knees at
Suck once, now my head on straight
Do it twice for the money, come and get this cake
Boyfriend co-starring like Larenz O. Tate
But we aint from down under, baby drop that make, take my
Shirt off when its eighty degrees
Freeway doing eighty for speed
Stormy weather aint a problem, still hustle doing eighty a week
They clear vision like eighty HD
Whats the deal, uh
Uh, uh, now whats the deal, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh, now whats the deal, uh
Uh, uh, now whats the deal, uh
Yeah, yo
Im with the new tents on em
 Fresh Prince on em
Grippin the grain steering wheel, got fresh prints on em
And I aint waiting at the DMV
License to do whatever, bitch I been on MTV, ha yeah
Kid Kells the menace, make a movie bout the grind, best believe Im in it
Tell directors that they the gotta go extend the time limit
I been at it for a minute, new adventure every second
To the skies an infinite, push it over the limit
Went from a gimmick to the motherfuckin lieutenant
Cause if I said it, Im in it
If I rapped it, I did it
Cant eat, double Ls, Midwest 
Listen, your moneys slim and your pockets taking the fitness
My skriller the biggest bank since Uncle , feel this uh uh
Split the swishers, call it chemist and mix it
Im talking Pineapple Expresses with the and the 
Leaves orange as citrus, buds soft as a tissue
And my smoking is legal, we dont need no petitions
 this is as real as its getting
Only I can determine my limits, you cant stop me
Uh, uh, uh, uh you cant stop me