[Intro]
You know, This just some real [bad word] [bad word]  a real [bad word] story
You know what I'm saying?

(Hook)
Slang a bunch of narcotics
Pull up in the new 'rarri
Living like John Gotti
Chopping bricks like karate
Drink a bunch of codeine
Serving to the dope fiends
Blowing money, stay clean
Michael Jackson, Billy Jean

[Verse 1: Future]
Got a Panamera round a young [bad word] neck
Got a young [bad word] pulling up in a vet
Smoke a lot of kush & I have a lot of 
Had to beat the grind up, ran up my check [bad word] [bad word] get money, [bad word] get that
Roll a blunt of chronic, [bad word] sell a lot of crack
You can hit a [bad word] line, order what you want
I can whoop a Maserati, pulling up a donk
50,000 on yo watch, young [bad word] splurge
Pop a ace of spade bottle, sip a lot of [bad word] Keep a young [bad word] workin' gotta buss a cape
I'mma take a phone call, hustle everyday

(Hook)

[Verse 2: Future]
Whipping up a cake, just to go and snatch a spider
Young [bad word] play with keys, like a type writer
Al Capone, John Gotti was a [bad word] idol
I was never snitching, I can put it on the Bible
In a 4 door beamer, driving with a rifle [bad word] where you at, [bad word] we go pull up on ya
Young [bad word] looking like Janet in the 80's
We was grinding up from a tube and a baby
Got the girl dripping wet like a Jheri curl
Got a styrofoam cup and its full of [bad word] Send it over from Lil Mexico & Let me Work
I can get 36 for a clean shirt

(Hook)

[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
Pop a lot of pain pills
Bout to put rims on my skateboard wheels
Beat that [bad word] up like Emmett Till
Yeah....
Two cell phones ringin' at the same time
That's your ho, callin' from two different phones
Tell that [bad word] "leave me the [bad word] alone!"
See, you [bad word] her wrong, and I [bad word] her long
I got a love-hate relationship with Molly
I'd rather pop an ollie, and my [bad word] is a trolly
Boy, I'll bury you like Halle
And these hoes say I'm blind,
Cause I don't see nothin' wrong with a little bump and grind
Man I just received a package
Them other niggas taxin'
And my pockets so fat, I'm startin' to feel contractions
And my cousin went to jail for them chickens
And he already home and that [bad word] must be snitchin'
Cut him off like karate!

(Hook)