(Hook)
Speaking Guapanese, b**h get off of me. Tryna stack this cheese, Pop Poppin like some grease. (4x)
(C Man's Verse)
You see me poppin, b**hes watching, & you copy me. Black diamonds, gold chains, & an white tee. You either catch me in some Js or some nikes. Ima stay fresh to d**h; from head to feet
These b**hes they stayyyy calling me
But, I don't need you stalking me
These n***as, they snitching. You know who you be
You not my friend, you not my homie, so don't talk to me
& This ain't a diss. 100's, what I speak. These n***as telling everything but claim they in the streets. Drugs got me real gone, can tell it by my speech Bet my n***as getting shooting if you reach. 1996, we on a different vibe. Tell the bad b**hes and the hoes to slide. All my b**hes dimes and we tottin 9s. Let the sh** go off & hit you 8 time. You's a p**y n***a, there goes 7th life. Send you up north to the 6 side. You know I'm rolling deep with the 5 Guys . & Ima do whatever 4 mine. But I'm 3, never 2 high. I could never fold stick to 1 side. You n***as zeros & thats a no lie. n***as been fraud the f**ing whole time. These n***as line dry & Ima damn Slime
You calming that's your b**h, but she still mine. You want a half of ticket? Make you pay the fine. C Man k**ing sh**, where's the lifeline?
(Hook)
Speaking Guapanese, b**h get off of me. Tryna stack this cheese, Pop Poppin like some grease. (4x)