Mic check, mic check
BSB Records
We the number one independent label in the streets, I'm just telling you what it is and it is what I tell you
(Powder)
It's a drought and I'm getting some more [?] today
I'm the n***a with the weight, other n***as gotta wait
I'm make this work through magic before I sit it on the plate
Harry Potter nah Houdini all that's missing is a cape
When I'm in Rhode Island, all I'm hitting is the capes
[?] and them b**hes get to the cake
Moving the type of sleeves that you don't roll down
And I don't love hoes so when I'm in town
One night only, after that they the homies
If they keep it trill I'm treating them like they trophies
Better yet a mule, bet I'm not a fool
If you ain't down to help me get no money then we ain't cool
f** fake friends, paid a buck for the Benz
Threw it on my album cover and I left the stock rims
Literally, picture me rolling on my 2Pac
You on the trap [?] nowhere
[Hook]
n***a I'm a savage, n***a I'm a savage
Getting crazy paper, Count on weekends and it's madness
I'ma hit the b**h, even if the b**h is average
I'm just here to f**, I ain't interested in marriage
Married to the game, different birds be my boo
BSB the game and c**aine get us through
The bad times, the good grind baby earn
Now everybody over here straight like a perm
If money's the root of evil then say I'm down the devil
Now on my arrival, smell like some [?]
f** the Pyrex [?] inhale
I love the aroma, you're other plug sh** stale
[?]
My work is direct delete from Guatemala
Free shipping, free chicken whipping dollars
M, O, capital B, feel free to holla'
If you ain't talking money too, the f** you talking 'bout
My women ride Range Rovers and GPS they routes
On the road to riches
Unimpressed by pictures
To get her p**y wet you gotta start with six figures
Or better seven
Step your sh** up get a ladder
I stepped on bricks, now I'm up
Sitting with the ladder
I'm just telling you what it is and it is what I tell you
Dope boy, Troy Ave my flow crazier than [?]
n***a I'm a savage, n***a I'm a savage
Getting crazy paper, Count on weekends and it's madness
I'ma hit the b**h, even if the b**h is average
I'm just here to f**, I ain't interested in marriage
Married to the game, different birds be my boo
BSB the game and c**aine get us through
The bad time, the good grind baby earn
Now everybody of here straight like a perm