Hey, wake up early in the morning, I'm always active I send your bitch away, then maybe you won't see me anymore But don't stress about bitches, I only stress if I don't earn You gave me those five, but I want those ten I tell you, where I don't live, you don't hear me rap about Yeah, I sing a lot, now you hear me rap Smoke that hash, my titi, and that smoothie is with iso Paradise, free hockey, but that iso Hey, those niggas do the same ***, I don't do it I'm itchy, rub your bitch like 4G Yeah, I make those bitches wet like 4T No drugs like a DJ, in a city without ideas Even when you're in love, you don't take those bitches seriously But we are so non-***, only that she comes Yeah, I touch that bitch on her ass, don't stress Hey, okay, I make a beat, okay, I rap a verse I want my stack now, in the other club Man, I want to see my bitches now, with a big ass My shows, they jump when we walk away Okay, I make a beat, okay, I rap a verse I want my stack now, in the other club Man, I want to see my bitches now, with a big ass My shows, they jump when we walk away I take it, bro, we beat it We're tripping from the X in the club on Monday I'm the nigga who chooses your bitch and your hair But I like my niggas, if it's possible, I boss them, let's get it Okay, in the south, in the south Tell those niggas that we're not from the south Hey, let me get my ass, get a rapper's belly And with your ***, you see that we're not overdressed Uh-uh, hey, you tell me that they're on, I tell them they're off Look how I'm on my way home Make sure your nigga gets out I'm calm when I'm outside And I can tell you that I'm out Just like Casey in the rings To that mother***in' money, let's get it Okay, I make a beat, okay, I rap a verse I want my stack now, in the other club Man, I want to see my bitches now, with a big ass My shows, they jump when we walk away Okay, I make a beat, okay, I rap a verse I want my stack now, in the other club Man, I want to see my bitches now, with a big ass My shows, they jump when we walk away Robben, mother***er, Lacoste, Aries à la France On the street, Titi makes noise with the guns We're looking for those colors, gotta cash that money We're ramblin' those doors, and we keep silencing them We keep parking, because my salary has to go up *** Riddle, you're gonna look at me with those dirty eyes I'm with Itch and Mine, he and Titi are my brothers Ruina just like Vlader, my moves just like Slaughter I'm on stacks, free Hakim in the hips We have canoes, ey, the story lacks Through my boys, New York City, Amsterdam, the *** is that Through my boys, New York City, Amsterdam, the *** is that For the bushes down, man, I'm taking it down Everyone has an opinion, man, everyone has a thing Sometimes you're bored, talk to the rapper in Berlin You're not gonna get it, man, it's just ***ing strict I build on myself, so run that building in Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh