Where You At

[Verse 1]
Ok
Who shaper?, there isnt any harder{no}
You feeling me a R uh, ain't no getting any further {than what? } than this
Banana clips, it's a military armour
That'll take your wig off like a military barber {BLAH}
When I clap clap clap that ass {BLAH}
Put the mac on him fast {clap clap}
Make em' forget about turn you a "blast from the past" {ha}
That's just half of the math
I'll pop your casket and laugh
Put money in the bag, now that's a "bag full of cash" {chi-ching}
Check this swagger I flash
It'll make the party riot {riot}, soon as I step in the spot you see I'm harlems flyest {writer! }
I'll get you off, you try it
While I'm at the furthest highest {how? }
I don't lift a joint, you swear I'm getting off a writers
A make your broad excited, how a nigga cuase a crisis {yo}
Your tuning to the future there's no need to call a psychic {nope}
I apes on the track, you playing with scraps
Listen pidgeon what I cater is crack
Take a pack and relax

[Hook]
Face the facts I'm a ape on the track
With major stacks, paper stacked
Ain't no greater with raps
That hate the cat but face the scrap
The boys' playing with crack
'cuase I'm a striaght diplomat
Ain't no greater than that
Now where you at eastside
Where you at westside
Where you at southside
Where you northside
Where you at? I wanna see who repping in here
It don't matter where you from put your set in the air

[Verse 2]
I'm where the paper at
The paper stack
Major scratch
The dough look
Thicker than the notebook
That's what I call a paperback
Face the facts I'm a don, so any nigga faking jax
I'll lay a stack, and turn his fucking fitted {what? } to a paperhat {BLAH}
Take a nap
Later scrap
You ain't know the bread was major? {huh}
My accountant passing bills like a legislature {thank you}
That's why I step in gators pissing of these effin haters
They yelling step it up, my flow is on a escalator
Co-come contest a player
Yours is on a respirator {helpless}
There ain't a set that's greater
Doggie we some regulators {was good? }
Who beat who?, see us boo {you see us}
I ain't the only 'g' my pockets is g'd up too {chi-ching}
My clips can clean up crew, I'll send that clean up through
Than send some shots and clean the block on that 3+2 {what's that? }
That's a five, sitting high on them big dogs I'm sinking {who? }
All day in the class like the kid caught detention

[Hook]