Man, fuck you fake ass niggas and bitchesTay Keith, BaggNiggas hatin', tell 'em quit itBut you gettin' money, I don't get itYou want smoke or you just acting?Are you serious, I'm just askingIf you real then why pretend?Maybe you tryna get under my skinMaybe you don't want to see me winBut I won't fold and I won't bendGive me your cup, fill it with iceA deuce in the red, put it in the SpriteWalked in the club, turned on the lightsBut it was just dark, so that was my iceChanel on my ten toes (toes)Pinky ring like I pimp hoes (who you with?)That bitch with me a nympho (she a freak)Poppin' percs like they Mentos (ugh ugh, woah)Yeah, hop on the beat and ride it like a wave (tryna keep my balance)Chains I'm a slave, Dolce Johnny Cage (I'm just kickin' shit)She throwin' fits, I told that bitch behave (bitch behave ho)I pop a bean and chop her like my fade (ugh ugh, oh)Remember Mario from eleventh grade (remember me from Mitchell?)Dropped out of school, now I'm stupid paid (I'm stupid paid, whoa)I been that nigga, y'all just super lames (y'all knew that)How you gon' bash me then try fuck me, bitch you super fakes (huh)Came in the game with vengeanceNigga left, I got right like Lorenzo (got right on)Gucci my vision, my lensesI ain't fucked up 'bout the money, I spends itI had a talk with the most high (G-O-D)I walk around with the four fiveI'm fresh to death like a dead guy (corpse)They call me Capo the head guy (honcho, Bagg), yeahI get emotional when I reflect on my past (when I think 'bout it)I could be still there so I'm thankful for this bag (amen)Chandeliers on both my ears, my earrings look like two lamps (bling)This might not mean nothin' to you but I used to get food stampsHit her from the side, caught a cramp (ugh)The pussy made me tap, it was damp (wet)Yellow got me up like a ramp (up)Pull up, made her serve, then I vamp (skrrt, what you rockin'?)Yellow diamonds on me, look like macaroni (yellow, yellow)Told her that I loved her, I'm too macaroniYeah, hop on the beat and ride it like a wave (tryna keep my balance)Chains I'm a slave, Dolce Johnny Cage (I'm just kickin' shit)She throwin' fits, I told that bitch behave (bitch behave ho)I pop a bean and chop her like my fade (ugh ugh, oh)Remember Mario from eleventh grade (remember me from Mitchell?)Dropped out of school, now I'm stupid paid (I'm stupid paid, whoa)I been that nigga, y'all just super lames (y'all knew that)How you gon' bash me then try fuck me, bitch you super fakes (huh)I'm so fuckin' thankful for the bag and shitPacific ocean bag, I got a water wristHaters make me made, that's why my diamonds pissAmen