(Verse)
I'dda hit everything from Kankoon to Grands Tune
Wavy like Ray Confly to have Moon
cash rules everything underwing, like fries and biskits
All I got niggas listin'
Is hotter than him, pull up in a Mazzi and Benz
With yo bitch and a lot of her friends
I would depend on nobody, so sorry no sorry
Best friends could get through proly
Oh ladi dady, we came to party and enlight everybody
Never think twice if you got it
No cards in the wallet, straight cash
Only make shoe box deposits
And this here just a small fraction
I get paper, lift faces, no Tamar Braxton
You niggas all lackin', that's off-cypher
Don't gas it! 

(Hook)
Free the mike, I'm the man, that type ish
Like a dish to the lick, that type ish
Rolled up at the light lookin' like this
No it's that hype shit that you like
I do it like Dominicans type ish
In the back, free vans that type ish
Oh, girl you know you that inch
Yeah, that's that type shit I like

(Verse)
I know niggas neva heard of the scene 
Quick to catch yo body like B6-13
For the scandal, handle like Chavez ?
Look at me son, they have faith in you
Uh, rap sinners on the ways in
He is just a homie, me and Russel think the same thing
Tims in the summer and thye gettin' late
You a lame, we neva in the same place
Every day like a vaca, just livin' with the kin what they say
Some like MJ on the fade away
Wolf, waddup, fed up, I came to play
Hand of fault ?
Head stick, Bulimies, lipstick, Nauge Rouge
Hygiene by the pool. Why you always look so cool?

(Hook x2)
Free the mike, I'm the man, that type ish
Like a dish to the lick, that type ish
Rolled up at the light lookin' like this
No it's that hype shit that you like
I do it like Dominicans type ish
In the back, free vans that type ish
Oh, girl you know you that inch
Yeah, that's that type shit I like