[Verse 1: Hodgy Beats]
Get the scale, weed I got a grip for sale [bad word] I'm making chip off sales while sipping on White Zinfandael
Probably sipping still cause it is my favorite flavor
My beat wake the block up like "Hodgy Beats hates all his neighbors"
They call the po-po, I'm [bad word] back the 44
The one man army, my automatic Rose Gold
Double O, subtract one numero from Seven
Taking niggas back to school like a bus ride for adolescence
Wolves plotting for their future like [bad word] investments
And I go so hard, that's why your [bad word] keep on caressing
Flat iron and pressing my VCR buttons
But this a DVD so you can watch it with your cousins
2010, [bad word] we get it in
Go ahead and tell your friends, I hope them [bad word] be twins
Doobies in Jacuzzis, white [bad word] with big booties
I'm a pirate, going after them diamonds and [bad word] 
[Hook: Mike G]
I be like hello, play them corners like their cellos
It go crazy in the streets when the hype gets mellow
(I got my feet up, laid back, smoking on a haze sack
Sitting on a haystack, we go off like grenade caps)
Makeshift millions, knocking down your buildings
Know they fear me I'm a villain, stacking dollars to the ceiling
(I'm on the corner for you, judge me I'll destroy your lawyer
Outta Luckett like Letoya, Mellow one's too Hype to bore you)

[Verse 2: Hodgy Beats]
Girl you so sour but you're sweet like candy
Let's [bad word] in the forest, mother nature and Bambi
Balling like Camby, organic like cran' be
Glass house on a beach for when I want to get sandy
Everything is dandy, ask my [bad word] Handy
I take a strike in L.A. Lights like I'm dodging with Manny
Girls drop them panties, even their aunties.. no grannies
Grandma, I'm leaking on the beat like a tampon
Fool, I'm spitting 'til my whole Odd Future camps on
We get our camp on, Jansport and Eddie Bauer
Stay fresh before hopping up in any shower
Death to haters tryna take minutes up off my hour
I got the hood with me, I'm the [bad word] with the power
Weed, cocaine, and the [bad word]  Zannies
Me and Brain lurk together like a [bad word] family

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Mike G]
I mastered this in Sessions I be last to hit
But my confidence brim, that means there's none after this
This rhyme spitting done turned me to a convict
I'm [bad word] sick, there's no resolution to this conflict
Well, death might be one
But there's no stopping these wolves, for your heads [bad word] I'm a rider, garage got motorbikes in it
They're confused, scratch their heads like theres [bad word] lice in it
Party hard, man it's Golden, have them hands foldin'
Mellow keep it rollin', that's how we stay Loaded
Like them fo'-fo's, they stay in them four-doors [bad word] watch when they go slow, we pimp them hoes that drive Rodeo's
And Volvo's, because they [bad word] with lame niggas
They ain't learn? Hatin' niggas won't make your chain bigger [bad word] to me and crowds flee when your [bad word] s on
You get fake applause like a TV [bad word]