[intro] n***as compared to Rich Kidd?? Mitch-Match I heard n***as was lurking so I switched cars Then switched back Two guns knock your sh** back Run up on that n***a Make sure it's pitch black (shhhh) n***as be snitching n***as being flimsy n***as they fake And they phony These n***as lame they can't clone me (noooo) Dasia You know that I love you baby You wanna get married young So we ain't gotta struggle baby I came from the motherf**ing jungle baby Ayyyye I f**ed so many b**hes (syke) I swear that I came from them trenches (I did) n***a that green after spinach Popeye my money gone grow When my pockets I feed em Imma blick!! black!!! bang!!!! Ontamonapeia (Im f**ing round on this sh** shawty) I then made too many hits I had to make another one After I empty a clip imma shoot another one Shoot up some sh** Then switch to my other gun And babby