Ay yo, tell them to put the Meeks down on the floor So we can walk in here like kings Big step is all we Dawg, what up though? Stoneman, holla at me Put the Meeks down, when I'm for real, summertime, all the freaks out Ninety half, still slappin' off a three fast Young n***a probably beat the feds three times And I kept it solid, n***a, each time That was ten out of ten, still tryin' to free mass This ain't no rugby man, this a S6 Get money, *** hoes, and stretch *** Y'all ain't even seen my best yet I got nine, *** the next, n***a I ain't even got a check, n****s One-third for certain, n***a, play with me, die in a hurry Fifty can't be rough, fightin' a murder And they retired my jersey, but I still get off the bench Glock 10 with a switch, still hit licks Everybody callin' dudes a n***a Big homie, but them lil' n****s Living legend in the flesh Had a million dollars back when I was weighing guests Two-fifty three times, guess I had a Nina left Hundred in the door panel, got it leanin' to the left Pyrex glass handle, yeah, shout-out to my chef Kitchen fork, warm water, yeah, shout-out to myself Sitting on them paper towels, hey, but I'ma need some plastic Weigh these and flip those, yeah, we doin' gymnastics On me, count on me, and with my eyes closed And I can whip a ho in with a blindfold And I can get him to your n***a next day Where you at, n***a, next day Black tape, n***a, gray tape, seal Treat Razor with the V-cut pill God bless you, it's a Scorpion stamp Young Virgil, yeah, the Off-White champ If somebody would've told me two decades ago That that music we was making in the fourth war We'll be ringing off in front of 25,000 Night after night All cell phone lights up Word for word like a religion I would've told him, you thought different