Verse 1 Why you tripping on me Like I took you to Miami, and the shit was all free You fucked a couple niggas but them niggas all cheap I been rolling, I been smokin, I been sipping all week Lifestyle, young nigga, quite wild I'm known to turn it up, when the lights down Left my old bitches, getting right now Don't even pack bags, to catch a flight now I go a mile a minute I might smile in pictures, but know the violence in him Split swishers, get figures, been around the sinners On the side of the road is where I pile beginners But y'all dont hear me though What you thought My nigga got the hammer call him Thor Down down baby, shimmy shimmy coco puff He got the street sweeper, country grammar in the north Chorus Why you tripping on me, why you tripping on me, on me, on me Why you tripping on me, I'm just trying to get in in my zone Why you tripping on me, why you tripping on me, on me, on me I'm just trying to get in in my zone My zone, I been mixing drinks, I been rolling stink, I'm just tryna get in my zone Don't blow my high, don't blow my high I been mixing drinks, I been rolling stink, I'm just tryna get in my zone Why you tripping all the time Stress stay on my mind, bitch I'm gone We argue every night Now I see the light, bitch I'm gone Verse 2 I feel the animosity Could it be, cause I'm the man, possibly Deep rooted, always found where the rastas be I'm going mach 5 nigga if you're talking speed But still I move cautiously Too many snakes in the grass and they're hard to see Dark skin G, go hard like pottery Your new man kicking old game, he obsolete That's why they tripping on me Put my mask on then I run in on three Y'all niggas gassed up, still running on E No rats where I trap, I been running no sleep Insomniac, is my head attached, I'll adapt Started back, when a nigga had a starter cap They tryna block me from the zone like a corner back Y'all reminding me of Warren Sapp, I'm gone Chorus Why you tripping on me, why you tripping on me, on me, on me Why you tripping on me, I'm just trying to get in in my zone Why you tripping on me, why you tripping on me, on me, on me I'm just trying to get in in my zone My zone, I been mixing drinks, I been rolling stink, I'm just tryna get in my zone Don't blow my high, don't blow my high I been mixing drinks, I been rolling stink, I'm just tryna get in my zone Why you tripping all the time Stress stay on my mind, bitch I'm gone We argue every night Now I see the light, bitch I'm gone

Verse 1 I'm a regular at Swiss Chalet The only customer to ever get his whip vallet Chicks I've laid, ask where'd you get that thing? I put it down Now she working trying to get that ring I'll let her drown if the bitch can't swim, I like pitch black Tims My nigga Bone got the pitch black Benz, we're on the road I won't get into a ride that got mismatched rims You might call it bourgeois, but I call it impacting I hustle everyday, trying to be a rich black king I move work, no homo, but my shits packed in My girl now, looks better than my bitch back then I kicked my old bitch out, she trying to get back in Only high grade everytime I twist that blem So high in the sky, I could catch that blimp Going dumb on the track, do you catch my drift Call it Kush when I rap, did you catch that wiff? Nigga? Chorus I'm Gifted I rap tighter than elves, guess I'm gifted hell I'm Gifted I don't throw change I get paid from the wishing well I'm Gifted I rap tighter than elves guess I'm gifted hell I'm Gifted I don't throw change I get paid Verse 2 I rap tighter than elves, guess I'm gifted hell I don't throw change I get paid from the wishing well Never kiss and tell, hit it, then I wish them well Most niggas lie and say they found Nemo, fishy tales I guess I fit the description of a suspicious male Came up sell raw, talking fishy scales Business man or outlaw, got a gift for sales I stack it up so my baby girl can fix her nails And feed her appetite for Louis, Fendi, and Chanel Mine too, I'm popping tags like I'm popping pills That's why I get it on the block until my pocket swells Or pull geese from the flock that could pop it well I like it in the back seat, Caddy Hotel One stroke, she's hitting notes like Patty Label The way I hit it when I'm in it, that phatty will swell You can be a freak, daddy won't tell Chorus I'm Gifted I rap tighter than elves, guess I'm gifted hell I'm Gifted I don't throw change I get paid from the wishing well I'm Gifted I rap tighter than elves guess I'm gifted hell I'm Gifted I don't throw change I get paid

Verse 1 (West Diamond) Call me Diamond the king cause I wear purple Looking for the cheese like wheres Urkel Who wants to step in that squared circle Nigga we can box til your hands hurt you Or I can get my mans to merc you Don't get caught late like it's past your curfew Did my thang in the game, how I lasted no clue? A nigga had a job and passed the work too Cool Boy, always on my A Game Big Wood, I don't play games Louisville Slugger, hit a mother fucker Get your head cracked when I take aim Ain't no petition when I'm taking names No competition when I'm changing lanes Big Wood on my dash I'm taking dames Your baby daddy get mad I'll take the blame I want to make you sweat girl Like a workout you got wet curls Giving you the drill like a test girl The best you ever had, I bet girl Right heres as good as it gets girl Big Wood when I'm swinging like the Mets girl I know they call me Diamond but I get pearls So show me the kitty like Pet World Y'all know my record Smoke Big Wood, drier than the dessert Got Louis V on my leather I stand out like titties in a wet shirt I'm an expert, Big Wood, I roll that Big Wood, Big Wood, the whole sac I got a team of thugs and they hold straps I been hood, been hood, so fall back Chorus (West Diamond) I'm thuggin', thuggin' Big Wood, Hacksaw Jim Duggan I'm thuggin', thuggin', I'm thuggin This shit ain't nothing Niggaaa I'm thuggin', thuggin' Wood grain on it, want to start it, push the button I'm thuggin', thuggin', I'm thuggin Really, this shit ain't nothing Niggaaa Verse 2 (CK) OK she call a nigga Vader The way I swing the sabre On my team I am a captain But no I ain't trying to save a ho But for now we could kick it Uriah Faber ho Grinding all on my pipe yeah she's my skater ho When I catch her with pajamas on, it's a slam-a-thon Cause I got that Big Wood, talking Amazon Shy girl, but she a freak when cameras on I hit it deep, nigga coming like Barry Bonds And no matter the scenario CK, Big Wood, impresario Pipe game Super Mario Fuck pilates love her long that's her cardio ause I grip that ho, like a gardener Told her she could work that wood, like a carpenter She giving up the goods that a forfeiture I swing that wood, I'm Paul Molitor Chorus (West Diamond) I'm thuggin', thuggin' Big Wood, Hacksaw Jim Duggan I'm thuggin', thuggin', I'm thuggin This shit ain't nothing Niggaaa I'm thuggin', thuggin' Wood grain on it, want to start it, push the button I'm thuggin', thuggin', I'm thuggin Really, this shit ain't nothing Niggaaa Verse 3 (SK) My niggas thuggin', block hugging Money all day, everyday that's how we love it Flat lining, whatever I sign in In the west I am, with West Diamond I do the do, don't choose to snooze When I flow on flow in the Crucible I break the ice, take the shot Right now I'm like two for two Nigga hush, Swisha up Philly blunts, Whisky Rum Tipsy drunk, got me pissing um Gotta get them on, on the realest drum Like giddy up, come get you some

Chorus (Bong B) Shorty, want a man who Who could put it down and understand too She want a real nigga She want a real nigga Shorty, want a man who Who could put it down and understand too She want a real nigga That'll make her feel good Verse 1 Shorty said she want no other No other brother underneath her covers She wants me to love her, and be my baby mother She keeps begging for it raw but I use a rubber Get treated like an idol I ain't Ruben Studdard No I ain't sorry, I'm not a Parker brother But yeah I spark the lumber, to get me in my zone And you can call my number, when the heat is on I'm from the city where the ladies ripe, AMG Mercedes type Baby I can show you what the 80's like Mini skirts and stilettos looking lady like If they offer who am I not to take a slice Sexual appetite, think that I'll take a bite You could be my crooked plumber baby take the pipe I'll roll a paper plane, we could take a flight Start talking 'bout relationships then say goodnight Chorus (Bong B) Shorty, want a man who Who could put it down and understand too She want a real nigga She want a real nigga Shorty, want a man who Who could put it down and understand too She want a real nigga That'll make her feel good Verse 2 Can't call me a player if I keep it real Pimp C on these bitches, how I keep it trill I don't handcuff 'em, but I keep the steel Four bbm conversations as I eat a meal You wan't to be my baby? Are you Infamils? Cause you see I got potential with no record deal Hope you ain't catching feelings, I'm just catching feels You want me on your arm, like a purse to match your heels I'm just living, I'm just living, I'm just doing me Who you kidding, lines you're spitting Birds fly tree to tree that's how I'm feeling right A nigga game tight like I'm dealing white I'll roll a paper plane, we could take a flight Start talking 'bout relationships then say goodnight Chorus (Bong B) Shorty, want a man who Who could put it down and understand too She want a real nigga She want a real nigga Shorty, want a man who Who could put it down and understand too She want a real nigga That'll make her feel good

Verse 1 Follow my lead, cause I'm a leader Even as an atheist I'll make you a believer Got a white chick, on the strip, she's a diva I told the blond to bring it back, golden retriever I run the game like I hold the receiver You think ocean got flow I'm 'bout to go deeper I don't do coke, crack, or ecstasy either If a nigga getting high, then it gotta reefer Follow my lead, or get left like Apollo Creed Laid out, like a bitch 'bout to swallow seed Pardon my swag, but for my swag there's no apologies