Текст:
Picture me ballin'
Picture me with the fifth of Henny, something foreign
Picture me ridin' 'round here with a Benzo
Picture me blunted with the tints on the window
You could see by the looks of it I got the feelin'
I told them b*tches I'm something they should believe in
I told my mama they can't reach me, hit the ceilin'
Baby this is just the beginning, it's preseason
I know that you can tell I got it though
Gotta go and get it, that's the reflex
I know you can tell the winners by how we flex
I ain't playing with theses niggas, ain't no recess
Next time I look around nigga way up, way up, way up, way up
Only bad b*tches 'round here
I swear it's only bad bitches 'round here
I mean it's only real niggas 'round here
You know it's only real niggas 'round here, I said
Only bad b*tches 'round here
I swear it's only bad b*tches 'round here
I mean it's only real niggas 'round here