text: Ah
  Oh-oh
  Oh, yeah
  Mama had five boys, me, I was the middle child
  By the age of 13, bitch, I was young and wild
  Caught my first case, then I got kicked out my mama house
  Got nowhere to stay, bitch, Im runnin in your fuckin house 
  With them 30s out , fuck you talkin bout? 
  Yeah, ridin round round the city, I swear Im lurking out 
  Really Im high as shit, Im off a Perky now 
  Huh, nigga run up on me, Ima blow eem down
  So much cash in my jeans, Louis V, pocket wallet
  Niggas hate, niggas bitches, niggas bitches, pocket watchin
  Uh, not talkin bout no pistol, talkin 30s now 
  Hey, hey, 30s now, 30 bands, 30 now 
  Pussy nigga always talkin, why the fuck these niggas talkin?
  I dont know, pull up slow, sticks out the window, look what you started
  Huh, yeah, catch a opp outta bounds and we gon burn eem down 
  Burn eem down, 30 rounds, hunnid rounds 
  Hold up, niggas dont want no smoke
  Roll up, dead niggas when I smoke
  Bad bitch, she put it all in her throat
  She suck my dick while I float in the Ghost
  New bustdown, yeah, my wrist is on froze 
  These niggas is hoes, I keep me a pole
  I swear these new bitches be doing the most
  Slimin like Im drippin snot from my nose 
  You know I came from the mud with this 
  They never showed me no love with this 
  I had to jugg and finesse, used to stand on the corner
  Was selling them drugs and shit 
  They used to be on some other shit 
  Now they see me coming up and shit 
  I tell them leeches to suck a dick 
  Nowadays they see me dubbin shit
  Mama had five boys, me, I was the middle child
  By the age of 13, bitch, I was young and wild
  Caught my first case, then I got kicked out my mama house
  Got nowhere to stay, bitch, Im runnin in your fuckin house 
  With them 30s out , fuck you talkin bout? 
  Yeah, ridin round round the city, I swear Im lurking out 
  Really Im high as shit, Im off a Perky now 
  Huh, nigga run up on me, Ima blow eem down
  So much cash in my jeans, Louis V, pocket wallet
  Niggas hate, niggas bitches, niggas bitches, pocket watchin
  Uh, not talkin bout no pistol, talkin 30s now 
  Hey, hey, 30s now, 30 bands, 30 now