[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