hook:
I got all thsi coke, and all this weed,
all thsi dust, and all this E
t- t- t to my face, (to my mufuckin face)
I got all this sizzurp and all this hen,
all these bitches and all this rem
t- t- t to my face ( to ym fuckin face bitch)
when crakk spit, yall better relax/
back up get to close get lyrically attacked/
im crunked out my brains im higha than a kite/
im in crown heights, wit my knife,/
waitin for anigga to creep, cuz i got al ltis coke/
to my face and im geeted, and these niggas is broke/
i drop x pills on the floor, to help the bad ones out/
and ill donate crack to the projects, when im not in a drought/
these niggas is fienddddin they need the cain'/
broke ass beggin on the streets of brooklyn, collectin chaynge'/
and im jsu watchin from my project window, rich and shit/
sniffin lines to my face gettin blitted and shit/
wid my boys sippin surd, rollen PCP in a dutch/ (honey)
sellin that X to the clubs, get em freaks all fucked/
hook:
from uptown harlem to jamaica queens/
back to East new york, i supply the fiends/
i got crack cookin up in the pot, that rock/
i got the coke o got the dope, that glock/
i got the whole shabang, im the don, the king/
and im a pain in the neck, but my neck done bling/
im rich as hell i got a coupe and a hummer/
im a stunta, watch how i stunt on a fronta/
i dont play that shit ill levitate yo off the pavement/
be the biggest mistake a nigga fuck wid my paper/
im a dope boy, ima coke boy, ima motherfuckin O boy/
when bitches see the whip they jsu holla Oh Boy/ fa real
