Verse 1:

Uno deep when I hit the streets
But my vibe feel like a fucking crew
Don't buck at me I wont buck at you
those the rules of the game but the rarely hold true
Nice guys finish last sit back laugh
our time in the world everybody wears the mask
Dont pass the tree that they hang us on
that aint the shit that i'm smoking on
get deep like the oil of the Earth
diggin up death dog that ain't gon work
man kill man on control paper
man kill man on control neighbor
word spent two birds there thats a 720 swan dive
the flow is gold I found it in the klondike
Call em one time fuck up once and they gotcha
try to run turn your legs to luigini pasta
like one wrong houdini punch and you ghost
Gave em football numbers and he ain't even play a sport
Im focused that hocus pocus leave me alone
I slave for myself i'm building my own thrown
Oh no fosho no clown
this hear my business bruh mind ya own
Watch the sun glisten
when they through shade tellem listen
pull ya shades down tip ya crown and forget em

Chorus:
You can just
Whoa slow ya roll homeboy you doing way too much
Too step and uh
Eh back back give me 50 feet cause I might clap back
Yo see how she made it just
My god the way she shake in all the different way is so pleasantly odd
All that pettiness can
Go hit the road please don't come around here no mo'

Bridge:

Baby dropped the bomb on me
let it burn like Tulsa
Out in the cold like Russian Soldiers
Fa that buttah they will toast ya
play close like they yah brotha
when you rest your mind they grab the pillow and start to smother

Tell A hater pipe down
Doing too much in my space right now
On that henny and that loud
Yessir that there a black cloud

Verse 2:

Uno deep when I hit the streets
But my vibe feel like a fucking crew
Dont buck at me I wont buck at you
That shit so real had to start it for verse too
I handled that well give some cred
you supposed to be a huslta
acting like the feds
acting like I cant see your intentions very clear
not the nigga you could show some fancy shit and just steer
Well here we go now
dollars to millis
millis to billis thats plan off of these words and pro nouns
she got the curves make a king want to bow down
hey third eye make king want to bow down
wow my style like a voodoo bear kick
press play dog you don't know what you gone get
press play dog you don't know what you gone get
press play dog you don't know what you gone get
You wanna smoke but always broke
just bounce
you know when we around we at least toke an ounce
Done seen ya slick ways so we know what you about
You always run ya mouth but you really got no clout
Oh no where they do that at
Oh my how she shake it like that
I see you going through stages like pledging for a frat
Time is money spent with you and I cant get it back

Chorus repeat