How y'all doin' out there

I wanna welcome y'all back

Welcome some of y'all for the first time huh Killa

We did it again y'all don't f**k wit us

Suck a d**k man aiyyo Jones what's good

Santana Freaky they gonna be mad this time huh

Aiyyo I got my man Kay Slay up in the house

Harlem you know what it is what's good

You know how we get down East side El BARRIO

El Barrio up in this b***h aiyyo Kay

This b***h blowing up my motherf**kin phone right now

Man f**k' hold up hol' yo man

Yo son

What's good

I gotta tell you like my dog told me

When you meet a chick you gotsta straight slap her

Slap her

Yeah when you first meet her just slap her

Off the bat

Off the bat just backhand her

Why's that though

'Cause later on down the line

You ain't never gotsta to worry about

That chick telling you

Cam you don't treat me the way you used to

That's what I'm sayin' n***a

But see the thing is with me

I don't understand how a b***h can go out

Rain sleet snow f**k suck whoever

And then go give another n***a her f**king money

Knawmean

Nah Cam you gotta understand

That's cause ya game is tight

Oh nah not me Ka' I'm talking about another n***a

I know my game is tight n***a knowhaImean

We getting ready set this s**t the f**k off

Jones where we at huh Harlem harlem harlem

Yo yo I advise you to step son

For I f**k ya moms make you my step son

Y'all be calling me daddy cause

The Rag Muffin y'all soon say

Y'all f**k around with brother Num-say

Y'all gonna see doomsday

I'm a savage but colder

Now I rock karrots that I'm older

See this parrot on my shoulder

He do the talking I ain't concerned with words

Act up and be returned to the birds

I return with them birds any 28 grams

A b***h that I touch pretty much turns to birds

I be in Miami Bow-Ca-Baton pokin' ya moms

Hauntin' ya aunt all over the dawn

Using a d**e then I'm gone back

Cobacabana no joke I'm bananas

Cops come for d**e it's a damper

I'm low in Atlanta get hot go to Savana

Rush the crib go in the hampter

Don't follow me Stan-a

If you do I'm blowin' the hammer

That'll rip that vest apart hit ya chest and heart

I ain't finished that's just the start

You'll be calling for back up praying for help

F**k my life I'm taking myself

All the achin' I felt

In my crib at night praying for wealth

B***hes dissin What's the problem ma I ain't ballin

Now every ten minutes hos prank callin'

Yo Cam f**k all this rap s**t man

Let's get down to business Harlem