[Intro]
Production by Cricet

[Verse 1: Sporty Gotti]
Went from forty-seven hundred straight to Calipat'
Had to hoop the dog food, never swallowed that (Yep)
Global telephone calls, couldn't call me back
Couple Top Ramens with the chips, spread it on the rack
The bitch bad, first month of reception
That was the very first time the game taught me a lesson
Now it's me and Suga Free, the game tossed me a blessing
I'm constantly pressin' until the bitch opened the message
Likе, hey now, say now, fuck the views and likеs
I'm really tryna get the bitch to come choose tonight (Choose up)
She came with it up front and I ain't use the pipe
I'm quick to cut a bitch off and I ain't use the knife (Cut that bitch off)
I was active in the county rockin' blues and whites
Before I turn a fade down, I'll lose the fight (Dead homies)
Fuckin' with me, on God, you might lose your life
'Cause I'ma ride like I use the bike
That's on Pimp Street (Chuuch)

[Interlude: Sporty Gotti]
Ayy now, hey now, say now
I am Mr. Macnito the magnificent marvelous macaroni got that extra cheese, bitch
Yes, indeed
That's a whole lifestyle of macaroni over matrimony, though, for the record
[Verse 2: Suga Free]
Book her pastor well
Bitch beat herself with a bag of oranges
Called the police and they took her ass to jail
Yeah, the wild thriller, n***a, I got daughters, motherfucker
I said, "Baby, I'm just tryna keep you out of child jail"
Manage maxin'
Bitch, you had the same amount of time in the day as Michael or Janet Jackson Yeah, it's pussy for sale, n***a, just so you know
Pussy look like a Hostess Twinkie, it's sellable, get at it, ho, uh-huh
That's how I get at a bitch
I like 'em light, bright and almost motherfuckin' white
I'm tryna win a Kentucky Derby, sho' you right
And Suga Free a bold n***a
The Archbishop Don Juan Church said
A bitch ain't never complained 'cause she was cold, n***a
And she had thy back
And we ain't talkin' 'bout none of these sunny cities, n***a, this is Chiraq, yeah
Church told to tell, right
He said, "Bitch, if you cold, go to the back of the car
And warm your hands by the tailpipe"