I got it, I got it, it's lit, yeah, it's lit, yeah, ayy, man Look at him sippin' the sauce, you niggas been rippin' the sauce You niggas just talkin' the most, like housewives Pockets is full of the hoes, from the quotes I never wrote Tellin' me and my bro, dope burger came for the dope Only Benjamin Franklin and folks on me Bossy told you, my nigga, I got the loud and the sled Went to college a bit, but I ain't pay off all my tuition Now I'm back in the town, from rappin' for crowds A nigga been searchin' for purpose, and guess what I found? Pastor Black, let's join my diocese Warn the people sleepin' on the legion I'm a dream villain, talkin' major keys Think DJ Khaled playin', Mavis speakin' Solo found the loud and lit it backwards Back to back, it's like I'm at it meek Burnin' brain cells with my nigga that just made bail Like last week, still duckin' strays in the plots Like submissive bitches, with my dawgs at the top and we in heat *** all y'all till I'm in a box Six feet underneath the gravel Casket made of 47 karat gold Hear the trumpets blow, Jesus bangin' the gavel So, look at him sippin' the sauce, you niggas been rippin' the sauce You niggas just talkin' the most, like, housewives Solo, hold on, let me get it back Had to run the bar, bring the city back Got the power in my hair, yeah, yeah Been a year since I fit in fitted cabs Go and tell them niggas that Boss brought the E's back, eat that Niggas play my album and repeat that Niggas play your album, hear them weak raps And delete that That soft *** need some wheatgrass Better boss up, all *** Got your bitch starstruck, all fuss Got five figures in my office Mind how the times have changed I might leave touring or buy the range I see the snakes, I see the fakes I see them straight through designer frames Just got a crib out in L.A. I get my pick of the thots, but she cannot stay If she had a way, she'd be pickin' the locks Got a shower big enough to dance in With your favorite singer and the dancers And the party in the back boomin' Rep the city like I'm Pat Ewing Fiends, highs, bald eagles And my product all legal Word to Solo, my nigga I got the loud and the slid Look at him sippin' the soft You niggas been rippin' the soft Like I do my Saint Laurents She can't wait to take them off Complimentin' my expensive jeans Turn your housewife to a thot-t Thought a bitch cadence made it to his face All these niggas do is cock, wait We ain't buyin' none of that ***, that *** For the birds, and the fact is You just a gnat to a pterodactyl However unbalanced that is This ain't about status, we seasoned This isn't y'all, the teachers dismissin' y'all Insistin' you give it up Cold world, codeine in my cup Look at him sippin' the soft You niggas been rippin' the soft You niggas just talkin' to most Like housewives Pockets is full of the hope, homie Tell him we came for the dope only For the dope only Benjamin Franklin and folks on me And we ain't buyin' none of that *** And we ain't buyin' none of that *** And we ain't buyin' none of that *** You niggas just talkin' to most Like housewives Word to Solo, my nigga I got the loud and the slick Went to college a bit *** my scholarship, quit Now I'm back in the town I'm back in the town A nigga been searchin' for purpose There's nothin' around I'm back in the town I'm back in the town I'm back in the town A nigga been searchin' for purpose There's nothin' around I'm back in the town