[Verse 1: Roudy Rebel]
Bitch I'm poppin with the top off
[?] junky
Monkey see, monkey do, I never been a monkey
[?] old heads, [?] flunkies
Do it for the niggas in the box with a [?]
Do it for my shmurda, shmoney, [?] trust me
Do it for my brother, father, yeah they love me
Never do it for these bitches, but they still fuck me
Even though back in the day they called me ugly
I still [?] like hah hah
All in they ta ta's, then pass it to da da
She [?] but she gon get [?]
Luie and Prada
The Faragama
[Verse 2: Vado]
Talk what they can't see
Walk where they can't be
Always at a table tryna fork what they can't eat
Do a lotta yelling, [?] they can't breathe
Bullit to they mellin, if you tellin, we can't speak
I play the sport like an athleat
40 on the lap, and a strap in the backseat
On the back block, like [?]
Say they running up, I look forward to the track meet
This for my dawgs [?]
Roudy in that [?], crowded, gotta make moves
[?] looking sold out, wishing they [?]
[?] what you niggas [?]
AK to him, clip [?] 50
Stare in the Coupe, got 'em staring with envy
Don't care who your chick be, I'm there if she hit me
Outside of your door, you'll find a pare of [?]
I'm like a turtle in a race
Got enough squares to put your circle in the shapes
Blocks is starving, niggas'll murk you for a taste
And your family matters, I'm like Urkel [?]
Nada was written by Vado & Rowdy Rebel.