I take it, you niggas think Im a fake
Its all in your face, I can see ya hate
I aint doing good, Im doing great
We been living in the ghetto to estates
You a pussy nigga, you aint gon relate
But these bitches gon do what a nigga say
I start with A and then end with a K
Im home these bitches get in the way
Man, I hunt a nigga down with the choppa
Circle round this whole town like a helicopter
Down for whatever, coke, pounds or whatever
I was raised in a broken house, I know no better
Nigga put in the bag, boy you a fag
I knew my mamma very well, I aint know my dad
Camouflage rags up in the air
Got some soldiers over here, soldiers over there
Bust a nigga in the club, he need Obamacare
I bet I put you in the grave before your mama there
Peeling off in the Rover yall saw me
Got to send em shout out to the drunkest young boy
Lil nigga with a trunk full of narcotic
I got every pill except an antibiotic
S on my chest got me feeling bionic
You can roll a nigga in paper, Im chronic
H-o-t Boy, ready to d-i-e 
H-o-t Boy, nigga catch em Hy!-beats
I aint advertising but you can try hire me
Okay now throw up what you bangin
If you in the hood, you need to be slangin
Nigga run it to the top, get the guap
Run it to the top, while yall flock
Hey, Im banging red like a Red Sox
Yeah, Im banging red like a Red Sox
Pussy nigga its your time to die, nigga death oclock
Nigga, nigga Im heating its a fed clock
Yeah Juvie, I say yeaaah Juvie
Lord Of The Ring my nigga, Im bleedin Im fiendin my nigga
Hey Im fiendin for digits and millions
Nigga smokin green, racks stacked up like green tree
Living life like my new single, cash out like Charlie Sheen 
I sell collard greens, spend the profit on jelly beans
You soft nigga, jolly feet, sold many drugs, nigga gotta eat
Sneakin and geekin, a pull up on weekends, I fuck on the deacons daughter
The cousin, the bousin, the mother, the father
The Uncle, the aunt, I roll up a blunt
Bring out the remix of Stoner, I call it The Stunt
I wont tell you once, we eatin, we feastin, we lunch, we lunch, we lunch, we lunch, we lunch, we lunch!
H-o-t Boy, ready to d-i-e 
H-o-t Boy, nigga catch em Hy!-beats
I aint advertising but you can try me
Okay now throw up what you bangin
If you in the hood, you need to be slangin
Nigga run it to the top, get the guap
Run it to the top, while yall flock
Hey, Im banging red like a Red Sox
Yeah, Im banging red like a Red Sox