Bada-ba, bada-baBada-ba, da-daOff-SeasonLet’s work, heyPlottin’ my escape, this game ride a nigga’s faithGot a couple M’s hidin’ in the safeImagination turned a Honda into WraithI was doin’ eighty on the interstateTryna make it back before my class startedCountry nigga never seen a passport‘Til I popped off and got a bag for itNow I’m at the Garden sittin’ half courtWatchin’ Jr. catch it off the backboard‘Ville nigga never seen nothing‘Cept a fucking triple bean jumpingGood dope leave a fiend krumpingMade it out, it gotta mean somethingEither you gon’ hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo’ ass re-enlisting2-6, murder scene pumpingBetter leave it tucked if ye’ ain’t dumpingPow, pow, nigga, he slumpyTwelve comin’, we ain’t seen nothingTime change, niggas ain’t rumblin’ no moreNah, what for? Hungry for moreIf you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumblingBow tie and I’m still munchingBig bag, never fear fumblingWant smoke? Nigga don’t chokeI’m a whole fuckin’ nicotine companyDreamville the Army, not a NavyHow could you ever try to play me?
Kill ’em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-babyI never fall out with the broHate when your family turn into foeWe had a penthouse on the roadInterior decorated with the hoesJust like a multiple-choice getting choseMy niggas like “Eenie, meenie, minee, moe”Scoop up a dime-piece like we homelessThen we gon’ send ’em back pigeon-toedOut of the concrete was a rose and windows was coldHad to go over and stand by the stoveWe from the Southeast, niggas knowThis where the opps creep real slowWon’t vote but they mob deep with the polesI punch the time sheet, not no moreAnd now my assigned seat is a thronePlottin’ my escape, this game ride a nigga’s faithGot a couple M’s hidin’ in the safeImagination turned a Honda into WraithI was doin’ eighty on the interstateTryna make it back before my class startedCountry nigga never seen a passport‘Til I popped off and got a bag for itNow I’m at the Garden sittin’ half courtWatchin’ Jr. catch it off the backboard‘Ville nigga never seen nothing‘Cept a fucking triple bean jumpingGood dope leave a fiend krumpingMade it out, it gotta mean somethingMade it out, it gotta mean somethingMade it out, it gotta mean somethingBada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
