[Intro: Waka Flocka Flame]
Hood n***a this, hood n***a that (on that hood sh**)
Hood n***as got [?] and [?] in [?]
Waka Flocka Flame, you know my f**ing gang
[?], that's what a n***a claim (Georgia muscle n***a)
[Hook: Waka Flocka Flame]
I'm so f**ing turnt up with this hood b**h
Diamonds hella bright, you can call me hood rich
But on some hood sh**, I f** with the hood n***as (Grove St)
In the club with the bangas and the drug dealers
East Side, twist ya fingers up
West Side, twist ya fingers up
North Side, twist ya fingers up
South Side, twist ya fingers up
[Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame]
For your chain and ring, you can get dome checked
In the studio, all day, tryna bust a check
Tattoos on my body, call it illustration
Hard work, no play, f** a vacation
Seven days a week, even in my sleep
Even when I eat, money's all a n***a speak
These n***as too funny, got the super money
Independent mixtape money
And to the west side, Flocka f**ing with you
Whats up east side, you know I'm f**ing with you
Hey north side, Waka Flame gotcha mane
South side is what I claim, that's my f**ing gang
[Hook: Waka Flocka Flame]
I'm back Waka, n***a
I'm strapped Flocka, n***a
This track south side, going bonkers, n***a
Goku a n***a, better know voodoo, n***a
I shoot a n***a, ice pick choke a n***a
Is ya blood, crip, Latin King, or Folk, my n***a?
Waka Flocka Flame, straight [?] rock ya brain
What set you claim, n***a, what hood you from?
Sell crack, play ball, or shoot a handgun (three choices)
Shawty, I stay on my sh**
These haters trying to snitch on me like I'm Michael Vick
But you can call me Waka Flame (oh lord)
Offset my car, and pulled out my chain (oh lord)
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[Verse 3: Waka Flocka Flame]
Offset, candy paint
n***as rap about what they don't got and what they think
I'm a rap about what I did and who the f** I hate
Brick Squad clique [?], lets get cake
I'm cooler than Jake the Snake
Hyper than Michael Jack
Rawer than Body Tap
So don't get your face slapped, you faker than a wire tap
So shawty stop that brick talk
My little buddy on the left like the crip walk
My little blood on the right like the b-hop
Where your trap spot?
Where your dope block?
Is your name buzzing, n***a?
Heard your a** ain't good for nothing
Used to be broke, made something out of nothing
Waka Flocka, n***a
[Hook]