Produced By: V12 The Hitman PYONG! 2 FollowShareActivity [Hook – Slick Pulla] Me and my man do our thing with the splits Now we coming down, matching feet, matching whips Drop it in the [?] watch it come back to chips Now we lockinb down the block, this like [?] We don’t break sh**, one week we gon get that Bad b**hes, double em up, we gon hit that Pa** a gram of sand, we gon spit that That real D boy lingo, we gon kick that Yeah, for real [Verse 1 – Slick Pulla] Fourway on my feet The kid go hard for the money You sweet a** n***as want the honey Treat them things like the homies, yeah we keep em moving A ba** mouth in the coupe, I’m tryna get some chewing If you ain’t cashing plugs out then what the f** you doing Like John Travolta when it come to a [?], you’re [?] Snow put me up on game, showed me how to push it Now I’m in Texas playing [?] like my name cushion Corner the market, ma**ive distribution Met a new sick chain, got them hoes puking And the loafers clean, nice, suede And the linen shirts perfect cause the boy’s paid In full [Hook] [Verse 2 – Jeezy] Chain so big it look monkey Addicted to this cash, I’m a motherf**ing junkie n***as mad cause I pa**ed, and they motherf**ing flunkies If it’s really like that f** n***a, then slug me Came invalidated, I didn’t need no validation Pope to the streets, I’m the leader of a nation I took my cane and my pain and my other mindframe And I told em bout the game and accumulated fame Told you back with Fab on do the damn thang If the number on the right, I can move the damn thang And the, coupe’s clean and the top’s suede And the F&N working cause your boy’s paid I’m full [Hook]