featuring The L.O.X.

Intro: Sheek Luchion

Yeah what the deal. This is what y'all niggaz been waiting for?

This is what been waiting for huh? That Kasino shit. L.O.X. shit.

Oh my God. Flex gonna pump this. Clue gonna pump this.

Angie Martinez gonna pump this. Ahhh oh.

Verse One: Sheek Luchion

Yo I don't toss it when I pop I just run up in the spot

Pour acid on my glock and start burying the pot

In the back yard, used to have the dead dog I stuffed with G's

Tell the cops that he died from fleas

That shit was well planned, but I know when it happens

When the shit hits the fan, and that nigga be your man

And get caught red hand with a half a pelican

What do you do? Don't stall

Spring him and buy more

It's the code of the streets

If your belly ain't the beast

And you ain't hungry for this cake

How much you expect to make?

When I was young I threw parties and had food fights at school

Whoever came and made it there fresh was cool

So that taught me

I started stealing dean's walkie-talkies

Five cent a chip

The next month, bought a whip

Something like, Lucy or Rex, next thing you know

I'm getting sex from 9th and up, that's living it up

Not Donald Trump but what, buying pies for the class

Fifteen buying Hydro in glass

Way back when

Only drinking Gin

Now I'm a Hennessey man, I dealt with many hoes

Used to pump my fist with Arsenio

Player hating niggaz that used to rap in all the videos

That needed to be me

My click needed to be G

All up in the game, with bitches riding our train

And I'm pretty sure my nigga Kasino feeling the same

Verse Two: Kasino