[Busta Rhymes]
Y'all what it is, i sneak up in the club
I got that ratchet on me, you don't want me to bug
You know what they call me, they call me super thug
And wak when i act up, i lehhhgooo me a slug
Lehhhgooo, lehhhgooo, lehhhgooo, lehhhgooo, lehhhgooo, lehhhgooo

[nore]
Fast car, top down, this is you know how i like it, top down
Red top, red bottoms, (what up with ching bing)
The fast ride around them
Rock a molly, rock a stolley
Kick in they face, soccer goalie
I'm kinda feeling myself, no e pill, i'm nothing but i'm feeling myself
Yep, south pole off with left hands slap box,
Them whips are toys, match box
And i be good on them back blocks
I'm old school with the drop tops rag drops
But the dashboard, ipads and laptops
Got the amity still in the stashbox
I stand tall, youngest look up to me
And og's got love, they for me

[Busta Rhymes]
Y'all what it is, i sneak up in the club
I got that ratchet on me, you don't want me to bug
You know what they call me, they call me super thug
And wak when i act up, i lehhhgooo me a slug
Lehhhgooo, lehhhgooo, lehhhgooo, lehhhgooo, lehhhgooo, lehhhgooo

[Game]
Somebody walked up and told me nore shot somebody
So i shot him and turned up my rock and expand off
Black lincoln sitting on stock rims
Under black tint, cincinatti cop brim
You know my flavor, pull out your ways
Let him slice you once them i'ma blaze
Taste your blood like 45 minutes after mayweather lays his gloves
Fighting pacquiao
And all you little new styles
Just a pack of crowd, [bad word] through acting wild
Dressed in all black, blacker than the blacker
Blowin on the style with diesel, gave my jacket loud
Cream my thighs reach, i bust guns and i wipe teeth
Hurricane n-o-r-e can't live with us
Then put us where god be

[Busta Rhymes]
Y'all what it is, i sneak up in the club
I got that ratchet on me, you don't want me to bug
You know what they call me, they call me super thug
And wak when i act up, i lehhhgooo me a slug
Lehhhgooo, lehhhgooo, lehhhgooo, lehhhgooo, lehhhgooo, lehhhgooo

[Waka Flocka Flame]
You're like a [bad word] and calm now, shout it let it go
Brick squad pulled up it's like a car show
Benz in my pocket flag, all my cargos
Yeah i'll be standin so walking through the back door
On the ... Out a one brown
I love the sound when your girl go down
Beef you better let it go
My youngest there open up to get it low
Every round on me till the bar close
Rolls above hey she ...
Got a ... On me call me randall
It's the pink in my cup, no nuvo

[Busta Rhymes]
Y'all what it is, i sneak up in the club
I got that ratchet on me, you don't want me to bug
You know what they call me, they call me super thug
And wak when i act up, i lehhhgooo me a slug
Lehhhgooo, lehhhgooo, lehhhgooo, lehhhgooo, lehhhgooo, lehhhgooo

All my people ready to party with me (lehhhgooo)
It's whenever you wanna put in between (lehhhgooo)
For my g's in the street puffing the loud (lehhhgooo)
When we going hard, my lady's ready to fly x 2
Lehhhgooo, lehhhgooo, lehhhgooo, lehhhgooo, lehhhgooo, lehhhgooo