You got some money in your pocket, nigga.
That's the shit.
Coming down on the 24.
That's the shit.
You a pimp and you mackin' hoes.
That's the shit.
With your pinky and your neck thrown.
That's the shit.
Feelin' good and you eatin' good.
That's the shit.
You get respect in the neighborhood.
That's the shit.
With a style they can't fuck with.
That's the shit.
Young black and comin' up big.
That's the shit.
Pockets full and it's Friday.
That's the shit.
White tee, new fit with the crispy kicks.
Keepin' it real, regular, nigga.
That's the shit.
Still ahead of the competitors with authentic love scriptures.
Reppin' my set, nigga.
That's the shit.
I've been an outlaw ever since a baby bitch.
When the hoes get the tools in.
That's the shit.
Cause I know we all fuckin', we all gettin' it in.
When shit go according to plan.
That's the shit.
Cause at the end of the night, we all got money to split.
When you catchin' by surprise, damn, that's the shit.
Thought I wouldn't make it.
Thought I wouldn't rise again.
And when we walk up in the spot, y 'all.
That's the shit.
You lookin' like Zach and Boyce.
Yeah, that's them.
When you prove all of that is wrong.
That's the shit.
Bone thugs and them outlaws.
That's the shit.
You got some money in your pocket, nigga.
That's the shit.
You comin' down on them 24s.
That's the shit.
You a pimp and you mackin' hoes.
That's the shit.
With your pinky and your neck froze.
That's the shit.
Feelin' good and you eatin' good.
That's the shit.
You get respect in the neighborhood.
That's the shit.
With a style that can't fuck threes.
That's the shit.
Young Black ain't comin' up big.
That's the shit.
Just got me a new lack with photos, nigga.
That's the shit.
Brand new 20 inches with fretballs.
Had to have that shit.
Slammed the doors on my tatty coupe.
Cranked it up and smashed the gas.
I really don't know why I'm here yet, but I'm leanin' hard.
Stacin' cash, mobbin' through the grimy streets.
Been to corners, takin' notes.
You know these folks is watchin' me, so you know I gots to watch these folks.
That's the shit.
Plan for keeps off in this daily game.
Beggin' and lovin' to give me some time.
Today I die.
I get off on my thang.
I'm goin' against the grain.
After the rats whip the cheese.
These boys in the industry wanna break bread.
You feelin' me?
From Detroit, Minnesota, Sacramento, North Dakota.
I'm kickin' it when you see me, dawg.
I'm from Cleveland.
We rollers hold up.
Let me expose us, baby.
We's the shit.
Livin' legends in your presence.
Parkin' easy, bitch.
Pushin' buttons while we blowin' the sack.
In the sack, the sack.
And, nigga, that's just that.
You got some money in your pocket, nigga.
That's the shit.
Comin' down on the 24.
That's the shit.
You a pimp and you mackin' ho.
That's the shit.
With your pinky and your neck fro.
That's the shit.
Feelin' good and you eatin' good.
That's the shit.
You get respect in the neighborhood.
That's the shit.
With a style that can't fuck three.
That's the shit.
Young black, he comin' up big.
That's the shit.
A super sack of that sticky green.
That's the shit.
Fuckin' with sack.
Gettin' plenty.
That's the shit.
When Big Hollis on the track.
Nigga, that's the shit.
I know at any given time it could come out a hit.
When I'm reppin' my squad.
Nigga, that's the shit.
We all born outlaws.
And, that's just sick.
In the booth, spittin' truth.
Nigga, that's the shit.
And, when you stick to the rules.
Nigga, that's the shit.
Yeah.
Young noble and lazy bum.
Nigga, that's the shit.
Collaboration.
Real niggas on some classic shit.
And, I love the gang because they love me.
That's how polished niggas navigate.
Jumpin' out of navigators.
Brushin' off they alligators.
That's the shit.
It's real.
Get money, nigga.
Hundred dollar bills.
You a hustler.
And, you know, a couple dollars in your pocket.
Put your hands up in the air and scream.
That's the shit.
You got some money in your pocket, nigga.
That's the shit.
Comin' down on the 24.
That's the shit.
You a pimp and you mackin' ho.
That's the shit.
With your pinky and your neck fro.
That's the shit.
Feelin' good and you eatin' good.
That's the shit.
You get respect in the neighborhood.
That's the shit.
With a style that can't fuck thieves.
That's the shit.
Young black ain't comin' up big.
That's the shit.
You got some money in your pocket.
That's the shit.
Comin' down on the 24.
That's the shit.
You a pimp and you mackin' ho.
That's the shit.
With your pinky and your neck fro.
That's the shit.
Feelin' good and you eatin' good.
That's the shit.
You get respect in the neighborhood.
That's the shit.
With a style that can't fuck thieves.
That's the shit.
Young black ain't comin' up big.
That's the shit.
