Yo yo bout' Frontin' Imma hustler, petler, pusha, salt-n-pepper I don't know how to tell her But she looks better Yes-sir. I'm leaving Treason; guilty But handedly filthy Explicit, get it Police pay a visit, like never Sketchers, all of them around us Cooked like a Flounder Booked Read them of the break No look, pa**, place it don't fake, buckets! (chorus) Flush it Evidence is gone Eating my custard like whats wrong Accustom two women Bending that corner like we're on er' Next week I'm hanging with Renona, fighter Get my driving shoes out the dryer, they dont belong, like you on a flyer Finished up my custard, like whats wrong If you a superstar they can't deny ya Prove them Bammas wrong, if not they just gon' call you a lier (chorus) Fishing She told me that she miss me Really? could it be that I was up on t.v.? Miss me! Frontin' Herb like two dunkin, never Forever I be pumping like c**aine propelled planes in bad weather Gettin' it. me and luie, high top, kickin' it Me and London Micheal rightside, drive, whipin" it Yeah I know were sickening, barf! Creating this type of living is an art (chorus)