[Intro]
(EarlOnTheBeat)
Yeah
Uh-huh (Told my slime Earl, hold it, uh)
Yeah (Hold that shit down and they gon' see it)
Uh-huh (You gon' see it and now he see it)
(Really held it down)
Uh-huh (Feel me?)
Uh-huh (For real), uh-huh, uh-huh

[Verse 2]
(Beep) Look (Go)
I'm hated the most, I don't give a damn (Go)
I used to swipe, finesse through the Skype
Through the night, I would eat on the Grand Slam (Swipe)
Don't be like me, I'm a millionaire
Still ridin' dirty 'round town like Chamillionaire (Don't be like me, woo)
These niggas softer than Build-A-Bear
Penthouse, then make her eat with no silverware (Shit, ayy, fuck, for real)
I'm crackin' this bitch like some software (Go)
I got her boyfriend on my crosshair
He talkin' down (Phew), go the sound
I'm in New York, need a loft here (Damn)
Bitch, I'm a motherfuckin' boss here (Damn)
No, ain't no nigga soft here (Fuck 'em)
My niggas down, they came from the town (Phew)
They let it off here (Slatt)
Audemars Piguet, ice me (Ice)
Where I be fuckin' this Pisces?
She wanna beat up a wifey (She was down)
I like the baguettes, I like these emeralds
Damn, them shits look like a icy (Ice)
Different in school, check out the IQ
I made more guap than the IT (Shit, yeah)

[Chorus]
Nah, whole time niggas hold shit down (Frrt, frrt, hold it down)
Yeah, whole time niggas never lied, niggas keep a hundred rounds (Whole time, frrt)
Yeah, home alone, nigga run up on me, do 'em like Macaulay Culkin (Shit, shit, shit, yeah)
Two-fifty for the Bentley coupe, I ain't drivin', leave it parkin' (Fif')

[Verse 3]
Lot of my choices was dumb shit
Gang pull up on the block and they dump shit
My niggas got red on their head
Red on their head on some Trump shit (Brrt)
I'm swervin' the 'Burban down Highland (Skrrt)
Swervin' the whip on some drunk shit (Swerve)
I'm not a fighter at all
But I stomp his head, wanted him dead (Prrt, prrt, prrt)
Won't get a foot in my conscience (Poh)
These bitches hang 'round for the content (Bitch)
It took me way outta context (Oh)
My youngin' gon' blow like a Semtex (Shit, beep)
Ill everywhere like some Germ-X (Yee)
Just tell my nigga his turn next (God)
Burn that shit down
Don't play with me, bitch, I'ma burn up (Burn)
Yeah (Burn), young nigga, earn that (Brrt)
Don't speak on no shit you don't know about
Before you speak on it, go learn that
Shit, shit, yeah (Shit)
For real, keepin' this shit for real (Beep)
Three in the two like Shaquille
I don't even know how to feel (Yeah, beep)

[Chorus]
Nah, whole time niggas hold shit down (Frrt, frrt, hold it down)
Yeah, whole time niggas never lied, niggas keep a hundreds rounds (Whole time, frrt)
Yeah, home alone, nigga run up on me, do 'em like Macaulay Caulkin (Shit, shit, shit, yeah)
Two-fifty for the Bentley coupe, I ain't drive it, leave it parkin' (Fif')

[Outro]
Frrt, frrt (Go)
Frrt, frrt
Frrt, frrt