BSM we ain't a label, we a fucking mob
Every single n***a with us is a fucking boss
N***a I'm a keep it real, that's a fishing rod
If you got a problem, we got shooters that'll get involved
Oh Lord
Ya'll done got em started, n***a
Oh Lord
When they pull them choppers out you better run for it
And that's just on some trill shit
They go to 0 to 100 n***a real quick
They say Flocka can't rap
So what? I don't need it
I put n***as in the trap
Now I'm what you need, n***a
Neighborhood supplier
You better believe, n***a
Smell it through the vac
Don't even need to see it n***a
CEO, AP on my arm
Check my neck, 80 piece for this charm
We ain't the same, I'm a king, you a pawn
Your name ring bells
Mine ring the alarm
I led my n***as to the water, so we all drink
My team strong ain't no room for no pawn links [?]
Still that same hood n***a
What did ya'll think?
If this me [?]
Oh Lord
Ya'll done got me started, n***a
Oh Lord
That done got me flexin', n***a
Oh Lord
Walk in my garage just like chauffeur
Pull up 0 to 100 real quick
Black Bently pull up
Looking like it's gothic
Street n***a throw up in a 50 just to wash it
I get paid to go to cities just to moshpit
Came a long from selling tins out the projects
I know n***as never been to a college
They just tryna whip a Benz out of pyrex
Going hard on the Benz for the profit
You ain't counting unless you box for deposits

[Verse 2:]
I went from 0 to a million n***a real quick
Big gun, I kill a n***a real shit
You got a head cause I salivate real spit
I went from 0 to a million just freestyling
Dirty laundry, this way this money piling
Seem like everywhere I go I get respect
Seem like everywhere I go I get a check
I went from 0 to some millions like I'm Alex n***a