(Verse 1) Now listen my friends not to offend But this is a story told over again So many n******gs tryin to f** with the king But the only problem is they can't win I gets down my younging Please turn it up just to sound my younging I burned it up that's your town my younging Either the cake or the trait bound my younging This the brand new trunk Rattling, B tangling Big truck paddling Dime piece beauty peagant Pick em up then they settling They bus travelling, K Dot that boy got the crazy flow sponsored links Made back than 1964 With my grim kind of tilted low So fresh oh ye just me suppose (Hook) I got a house on the hill Put that on somethin Put that on somethin man Put that on somethin 26 inch rims Put that on somethin Put that on somethin man Put that on somethin I got a pocket full of bills Put that on somethin Put that on somethin man Put that on somethin I put that on everything I love Too bad, too fly, too much And that's on me (Verse 2) I move quick enough for your eyes won't see That boy hussled up, everything 4 G His tickets tryin to plot for a boy So a n***a gotta move kinda low (Kinda what?) low key I put 26 inch rims on the ride Big truck fit 5 chicks at a time Stones big enough you can go rock climb Put that on somethin, Nah man I was lying But tell me what you know about it, know about it Fat camp I can't go without it, go without it This ain't hot, I truely doubt it Mouth out the whole game so reroute it ‘Cause look here boo you f**ing with a champion K Dot the Don, moving the blocks you on Taking a spot of shown , I'm on top you're on Industry remember me , 'cause I so crazy (Hook) I got a house on the hill Put that on somethin Put that on somethin man Put that on somethin 26 inch rims Put that on somethin Put that on somethin man Put that on somethin I got a pocket full of bills Put that on somethin Put that on somethin man Put that on somethin I put that on everything I love Too bad, too fly, too much And that's on me (Verse 3) My mama, my daddy, my granp grand papi This ain't rappin' n***a, this is a cla**ic This hard work n***a it just didn't happen .44 magnum put a n***a in his casket K Dot drastic n***a I am a savage So quick to let a motherf**er have it Harlem girls be like, he so crazy I wish K could have my baby I get with ‘em they like, he so shady They cry I got it like, he won't pay me Not a god damn dime mommy My difference in that's repped in that's my mommy You wanna leave then go ahead, it's fine mommy K Dot her magnet, the fine mommys Plus I ain't hard to find mommy Studio, ye it's stays on the grind mommy (Hook) I got a house on the hill Put that on somethin Put that on somethin man Put that on somethin 26 inch rims Put that on somethin Put that on somethin man Put that on somethin I got a pocket full of bills Put that on somethin Put that on somethin man Put that on somethin I put that on everything I love Too bad, too fly, too much And that's on me