Went on a yacht, got seasick, can't fuck on the boat no more
A key of wap mixed with that cut, guess I don't sell dope no more
Synthetics, mafia methods, like I'm in the Cosa No'
Get rich and charge it all to a bitch
That's how this shit 'posed to go
My geekers wanna damn near OD, they want that got'eem dead
Kitchen full of powder, I turn my bitch to a powderhead
N***** takin' deals, that's the only way you get out the feds
Castrated, dick in his fuckin' mouth when they found him dead (Yo, slow down, Fred)
These scammers ain't no hustlers, they computer thots
These Harlem n***** send some shooters at me, got the shooter shot, uh (Oops)
This shit I be spittin' so real, make n***** pull they Google out
My 'vette orange, groovin' like I grew up on the Hoover block
I move it in the U-Haul, my Spanish n***** gon' get me right
Freddie Chicharito, fuck Spanish bitches up in the heights
Bussin' with this TEC, I got jacked and I tried to smoke a hike
Nine shots, turned into Superman when he smoked the pipe
Yeah, you heard 'em right