[Intro]
Ooh, shit, that's a Danny G beat
It's Lando your bitch know, don't let your bitch go, n***a
Ooh, it's BLUE STRIP baby

[Verse 1: Since99]
Metallic Green 4's on my feet, I'm steppin' slimy
High as hell, poured a four of wok in a blimey-limey
I'ma need two or three commas if they gon' sign me
In a hideout overseas, they cannot find me

[Verse 2: BabyTron]
Three hundred black ops- mhm, fuck
Three hundred black ops out the bureau, these some bone crushers
In the stove or in the booth I'm a pro puncher
Four deep with them blowers on, it's like the Ghost Busters

[Verse 3: TrDee]
On the block with a bitch, it's a mouse in the house
I don't wanna hear shit, please show what you about
I don't care about the past, show me what you doin' now
Ain't no truce callin', sorry bro, we gotta shoot it out

[Verse 4: Since99]
Bitch, I'm with some shitters on the track, they toilet cloggers
Money longer than Manute Bol, my stacks are taller
I can show you triple out of Charlotte, Alonzo Mourning
Double back, run a ISO, I keep on scoring
[Verse 5: BabyTron]
They put your on the team for no reason, you like Kwame Brown
Iced up, sticked up in the city like it's hockey town
They ain't see the wave comin', that shit a tsunami now
Heard you down bad smokin' rocks, you like Bobby Brown

[Verse 6: TrDee]
Itchin' for the money, Chickenpox must be in my genes
Made my first band off of ham, never had a feind
Y'all just made a couple now, I was in my teens
I'ma ball with the same team, R.I.P. my n***a Bean

[Verse 7: Since99]
Boutta take a flight, I was punchin' on Tripadvisor
Took her out a double C, now I'm a Calvin Kleiner
If a juug boutta send a payment I set reminders
You a weird ass motherfucker, you chill with minors

[Verse 8: BabyTron]
Wocky by the case, I heard you sippin' on some Tristan Thompson
Pistol poppin', if we aim it towards him we gon' hit his noggin
He ain't got no pulse, doggy gotta take a trip to Swanson
Saks Fifth, headed to revive, I'm exuisite shoppin'

[Verse 9: TrDee]
How is y'all a team in a roster full of KD's
Pretty lil' face, bring it here, baby say, "Cheese"
I can show you what a run like, that ain't nothing
Dawg swore to god he set the play, he was bluffing