[Intro: 2 Chainz]
This the sh** that they need
Tell me where are you from
Drop your pants to your knees
Girl, I'm capital G
[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
Might pull up in my bucket, this nine holds a good dozen
Might slide up in your cousin, just made a mil' and still thuggin'
n***as banged on me, but they should've shot me
See, I hit the corner then spot him, got him
Court date, but I skipped the bail, rather wig myself before I sit in jail
Need a gang of weed and a pint of lean, got a hat say Figg', on my gangsta tip
Don't trust no ho, I might sock the b**h, I'm apocalypse, to your politics
Might cop the Phantom, get ghost I can pay your bills with this coat
Need an extra band for this smoke, I can see for miles with this scope, n***a
Got an oxy-scribed to this dope dealer, Misses Piggy, want a piggyback
Rock cremation, then called it crack, I'mma keep on eating, 'til my ankles fat
Sell that fix, throw it cross the map, push my penis in between her lap
Put my semen all down her throat,'til Tito kilos come off that boat
[Hook: ScHoolboy Q]
This the sh** that they want
This the sh** that they need
Tell me where are you from?
Drop your pants to your knees, girl, I'm capital G
This the sh** they gon' buy
This the sh** why I'm fly, this the sh** why I'm high
This the sh** they gon' bump
This the sh** that they want, this the sh** that they want
[Bridge: ScHoolboy Q ]
Tell 'em, tell 'em
If you see my watch I might hit it
If you see my check I might hit it
If you see my house I might hit it
This the sh** that they want
This the sh** that they need, this the sh** that's from me
This the sh** they gon' bump
This the sh** that they want, this the sh** that they want
[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
Yeah, this that four n***as in a Regal flow
Speeding through the yellow lights
Treat my Versace belt, like it's a mistletoe
I put everything over yellow rice, graduated from hella ice
If I stand on my bank roll, n***a, (stand on my bank roll, n***a)
I'd be scared of heights
And I'd be dodging the police, when I was poor with no lights
When I was poor with potential, watch my flow in four inches
Oh Lord, she in Christians, all gold for my Adventist
Pulled it down and she kissed it, all gold where my wrists is
God'll judge, no conviction
Just because I got dreads don't get it twisted
Moving my whip down the boulevard
Word round town, I was selling hard (Tell em)
Hard and I'm talking bout the yayo
Hit her on the floor and then I lay low (Damn)
Amigos say "Que pasa with the pesos?"
Promethazine codeine, caseloads (T.R.U.)
And when I pull up to the valet, you know I got the strippers on payroll!