Sittin in the hooptie, looking for a groupie

Bitch I'm K-Dot, act like you know me

Got me fucked up me don't pay for no booty

You looking for a prize, bitch I'm not no fool G

I'm hot like Cooly, sicker than the cooties

I got all the juice, you something like a Poomby

I'm soon to be the greatest for the ages of the young

Watch the game like a raven, craving rappers till I'm numb

Novacane can contain the pain that I brung

Bitch I shine like a microscope bouncing off the sun

Words bouncing off my tongue like a damn trampoline

Hoes manicure him enough the bottom of my jeans so I kick him off

Got haters pissed off, used to have no bank

Look at my account, you see O's like Rick Ross

I drift off to the moon, martian

Use the Big Dipper as a teaspoon

Parking my UFO somewhere that you don't know

Welcome to the C4

You see one you see four

Bombs in my peak hold

Bombs over Baghdad, son you niggas

You can never say I was a bad dad

Run you nigga like a marathon

This is when Vietnam meets the Babylon

Bring it to yo front porch, tanks on your grass lines

I'm Mike Jordan his prime, jumping from the foul line

In order to see the king you gotta swim through the ponds

Started out hustlin' (and I'm still hustlin')

Bitch I'm on my grind like I ain't made nothing

And to tell the truth, I ain't made nothing

Started out hustlin' (and I'm still hustlin')

Started out hustlin' (and I'm still hustlin')

Started out hustlin' (bitch I'm still hustlin')

Bitch I'm on the grind like I ain't made nothing

K. Dot start it up

You hear my engine bitch

Pussy wet paint sweeter than some licorice

I'm like the homie Nas, I'm on some nigga shit

More chains more whips hell yeah I'm living rich

We chewing MC's, like some licorice

Disrespect, get that ass smoked like a cigarette

And I'm the realest yes, keep these bitches wet

And we don't give em chips, we just give em dick

Got guns on me, cause them niggas hate

Better have insurance, cause I'm giving wakes

I ain't lifting weights, I lift them .38s

9s, .45s, big choppas aiming at yo face

Ha ha

Started out hustlin' (and I'm still hustlin')

Bitch I'm on my grind like I ain't made nothing

And to tell the truth, I ain't made nothing

Started out hustlin' (and I'm still hustlin')

Started out hustlin' (and I'm still hustlin')

Started out hustlin' (bitch I'm still hustlin')

Bitch I'm on the grind like I ain't made nothing

Paint bubblicious, just a lil rusty

It's Friday, been on the donut since Monday, highway

How I touch sky like Kanye, kill em

Black Ali boombayah killa

SWAT meet shopping, till I not need nothing

Ran between the legs of a naughty women

Say it ain't so soul, say it ain't say

I ain't fucking with you like Nazi public

Fuck em, fuck it, slide in the bucket

You rolling on adults I'm sitting on the team summit

T-pain on, back steat fucking puffing la la la like a Lil Wayne song

And why would I lie like a nigga in denial?

When I can tell the truth and be free like style

Top notch TV don't touch that dial

Unless you finna wash up, you niggas better watch us

Started out hustlin' (and I'm still hustlin')

Bitch I'm on my grind like I ain't made nothing

And to tell the truth, I ain't made nothing

Started out hustlin' (and I'm still hustlin')

Started out hustlin' (and I'm still hustlin')

Started out hustlin' (bitch I'm still hustlin')

Bitch I'm on the grind like I ain't made nothing