Yeah, yeah, Don Yeah, yeah I go back to back, keep them pussies out my habitat Fuck a fight, I ain't Cactus Jack lets have a ladder match Keep my pipe in my Cadillac, I need my status back What's the price on the package? My young niggas traffic that My satisfaction came from trappin' way before a platinum plaque My homie pull up with that rat-tat-at, you know it sat him flat That's a fact, my young nigga hit him for a half-a-rack All he wanted was an onion and a shoutout on the Snap (ha) I approach your hoe like, "Bitch, lie down on your back" (Bitch, lie down) When you approach a king you got to bow down to the Mac (bow down to the Mac) I got a stack of racks that's underneath my mattress flat Roll a pound up back to back, I grab the seal and crack the Act', bitch You know my life a movie, every scene be action packed I fill a Bentley truck with groupies and I make 'em cab it back I think them crackas tryna scoop me, switch the line, they had it tapped I ain't havin' that, they tryna intercept my Cali pack I'm goin' Optimus Prime (transformers), I turn that rock into dimes Niggas still gettin' murdered so the crime stoppers ain't stoppin' the crimes Nah, I ain't being nervous, I'm just on point, it's a lot on my mind Look at my closet and how it's designed (yeah) I only cop if it's top of the line, bitch