Long live Pope, yeah, I'm reppin' it
I hit a lick in the bricks and got rich
Ran that shit up, got them folks out my ments
This ain't no sprin' water dropped in this Patek
Need for no flag, I'm hittin' the pick
Shoot through the bush, my trigger fin'er itch
F**n' this cheque, I care less for a b**h
Most of you p**s just hate to admit it
Heard top chef whippin' meds in the kitchen
I had no choice, plus this money gotta feel it
How you gon' live against a whole lotta killin'?
I got somethin' expensive for the hood
I been Deathrowin' niggas like Suge
It's cutthroat, right in my blood
Pleasure the P this a mornin', soak, suds