[Hook: Kid Ink]
Business as usual
Money on my mind I can feel it in my cuticle [bad word] the 9 to 5 wasn't made for a cubicle
Niggas know I'm raw-tuna roll

[Verse 1]
You know what it is kid ink up in this [bad word] Hear that errr smell the scent [bad word] I'm all, all in
One hit and leave a niggas nose twitchin he wished it would
What I'm smokin on I sware to god im floatin in a drift
Alumni we the illest
Sicker than contagion
All up in your hood like my niggas workin' crankin'
Know that L.A. is the city but it look like we from Asia
Say I don't be in my city? Who the [bad word] is you pholasin
Lets go!
Yeah!
Well Alright!

[Verse 2: Kid Ink]
It go peter picked them peppers [bad word] I just picked them hoes out
Swimmin' in the money and im livin, boathouse
I dont need a floaty cause im sittin' on a cloud
Tell the world kiss my [bad word] head up look at me now [bad word] 
Back on immense, stack on stack im rackin' em' in
Sware that they ain't [bad word]  with me talkin' all that abstinence
Yeah! [bad word] I'm blowin' up, cue the bomb
Niggas know I'm raw tuna roll

[Verse 3: Kid Ink]

Batter up, I'm outta here
Find me in the cut like I live there
Im the man in this [bad word] you just Tyler Perry
See me throwin' money in the sky til' im outta air
Sorry your honor but I had to kill em'
Niggas think they hard but they softer than pillows
And im high off a pill in the buildin' like dealers [bad word]  off the tenants give a [bad word] bout your feelings
Tell em!
Im on!

[Verse 4: Kid Ink]
Okay, snapback, hatback
Smokin' on that loud pack
Blow it to the ceiling, look like bombs over Baghdad [bad word] im more familie, even mobile phone to texts
Im the realest on the at-list you can go and ask the masses
What up!
Hold up, have a taste
You ain't gotta go to outer space
You can see the stars baby, [bad word] to the show
Yeah these niggas know im raw, tuna roll!
Alumini [bad word] 
Wheels Up!
Niggas know im raw Tuna roll!