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 Im something they should believe in
I told my mama they cant reach me, hit the ceilin
Baby this is just the beginning, its preseason
I know that you can tell I got it though
Gotta go and get it, thats the reflex
I know you can tell the winners by how we flex
I aint playing with theses niggas, aint no recess
Next time I look around nigga way up, way up, way up, way up
Only bad b*tches round here
I swear its only bad bitches round here
I mean its only real niggas round here
You know its only real niggas round here, I said
Only bad b*tches round here
I swear its only bad b*tches round here
I mean its only real niggas round here