Bitches a'int shit Swishahouse done got thick
I'mma wave my trunk it's gon' read "The Bricks"
Garden City [?] up got a 4 in my cup
New faces on my corner squirting busters off my cut
Things did change a'int the same Lil Mario is my name
Now them niggas intimidated cuz they know I bring pain
Man cuz a young nigga blinded
Swishahouse piece n chain I'm talkin' 'bout diamond
I done got crunk put a T.V. in my trunk
Popped it at the park the hood watching Brady Bunch
Bitch I got screen
I'm talkin' 'bout lean
Clap my hand two time and cut on high beam
I done got it made
Cuz I done got paid
I sipped too much drank so I fell off the stage
Doing my performance
Starched in Ralph Lauren
I'm riding big body nigga yep it's the foreign
I'm with the A.D.
Off the Lucky
I can't forget my kinfolk that's Lil Bentley
Bitch I'm chargin' it to the roof
[?] tryna recruit
Starchin' down lookin' cute in my Polo boots
Man hol' up I done [?]
Infra-beamin' with a scope
Nigga I a'int no joke
I'm swangin' through a rounder
Oogoo 'em with a candle
I done got crunk and I done swung the ship channel
Stayin' dripped up and drape
Swishahouse tape
Hell naw a'int no rape
I can't catch a case
Boys gon' hate
Niggas still trippin' off that Northside 8
But it's 9-9
Northside 10 I'm cuttin' corners in the wind
Boys tryna get me
Boys tryna stick me
Even if you had [?] or you couldn't get with me
A'int no love connection
I'm thinkin' Smith N Wesson
I'm lookin' for the haters
With all that damn plexing
Wanna get buck
I'm leavin' them boys stuck
I'm hollain' at my lil partner that's that Lil Pluck
And the P.J.
And that boy Ernest
I've got 8 sweets going around and they burning
4's be turning
Wood wheel steady stiring it
Bitches a'int shit now these niggas just learnin'

[A.D.]
[?]
[?]
Swangin' with Lil Yo, in his damn Lac
I could snap my fingers I can make my trunk crack
5th falling back where that damn Alleycat?
Cut all the chatter
Higher than a ladder
Got 5 screens and I'm watching Family Matters
Urkel he's a fool
I done popped trunk and they done put it on the news
Broke all the rules
Hol' up like Screw
[?]
Swishahouse 'bout it
And my wood wheel
I done drove without it
Crawling like a worm
Got a damn stern
It's the A.D. the damn ball-bag gon' burn
Tip maybe glass
Wood gave me rash
I done 3 wheel 6-10 and [?]
Baguettes gon' glist'
Wood I'm gon' twist
Diamonds on my fist
I done rode a horse to Chocolate Town like a prince
Lookin' for my queen
Sippin' on lean
Starch in my jeans
I done popped 60 pills or the codeine
'bout to blaze a tree
I'm finna pass the mic to Archie Lee