No Celiing, Yeah, Hehee
Ima run this town tonight
Nigga we are So ready for the war
C-A-R-T-E-R put the beat in ER
I'm colder than B-R
Add another 3 R's
Watch me like D-V-D-V-C-R
Pump to your chest I aint talking CPR
About riding this track like a
Muthaf-cking street car
New Orleans Coroner
His name is Frank Minare
Fuck with me wrong you'll
Be waking up in his yard
Man I go crazy on this beat I go nimrod
Man I act a ass
Treat the beat like a
Hemorrhoid
Man I go to work on the beat
Call it employ
Man I kicks it
Bitch get your shin guard
Uh Young money run this towns
Countries
I still eat rappers hmm scrumptious
My goons tote thumpers
They pop em like crumpers
Anybody beat
I'm gon go archie bonkers
Tunchie beat a wallis
Lets run the metropolis
I pop like lollies
You drop like olives
The money keep calling
I heart this shit dialling
And they say money talks you hear my
Shit hauling
You softer than nalin oops I meant
Nylon
Perfection is the goal and I'm heading to
The pylon
Crown fit me good
I aint even got to try on
My pistol mean business
That bitch should have a tie on
Tity told me do this shit so I had to do
This shit
I get super hero money call a n-gga
Super rich
Keep it super fall while lemme get on
My super shit
Super ill super sick
Dog I get super Vick
Ran into a super women turned into a
Super bitch hit her with that super dick she
Be coming super quick
Super Mills Mack Tyga
Streets Nelly Super Nick
Super Drizzy Gudda, Chickie
Twist that's the super clique
Now I'm off that super shit
Fuck that shit I super quit
Running circles round a gang like
A hula hoop an'shit
Your gon have to nuke this shit
Tat won't be a duplicate
And my bloods be super thick
I'm higher than a super kick
I'm the bomb baby, watch me nuke this shit
When I leave the booth they gotta
Scoop this shit
My apologiess diabolically
I'm the prodigy
Do you roger me
I look in the flames and see the
Hotter me
But how come I'm still colder than commonly
Yeah we run this town,
Like a lot of feet,
Young Mula Baby,
I'm poud of me
(Proud of me)