text: Free Boosie, wipe me down, Im too much for these niggas
  I aint got a Rolex, but I want one
  So I aint got time for your bullshit
  First things first, gotta get me
  I need more cheese like raw heat
  These hoes gon walk, these niggas gon hate
  But me, Ima do what we do 
  Got juice, got heart, got soul, nigga, what about you?
  Early in the morning
  Cause the trap dont close
  Love dope like Snoop Dogg
  We dont love them hoes
  One things for certain
  Two things for sure
  One monkey cant stop my shows 
  These niggas cant hold me back
  One lady cant slow my roll 
  I know why you mad
  I see why you pissed
  Cause you aint got swag like this
  Nah, you aint got swag like this
  Call me Tazer Tezo, a.k.a. Young Mercy Marty
  Look at me Im gorgeous, everything is flawless
  Young Kells spit that dope
  Yall rappers spit that soap
  Thats that fake, yall cant hang
  Matter fact, take it back, grab that rope
  Die Slow. Im a bipolar, my bitch bisexual
  She eat that pussy like vegetable
  She just want green, cooking up edibles
  Everyday I put get high on my schedule
  Smoke until I cough, I love to break the law
  Ima stay in the streets
  Yall pigs can find a Trough
  All I did was rap
  Put it on the wall
  Look at all the plaques
  Still the underdog 
  Hop out the Porsche like fuck it, nigga
  Ride the bench or score some buckets, nigga
  Yo bitch my bitch, oh yeah, we fuckin, nigga
  Had her at the crib, you know she runnin, nigga
  Yeah, so I hopped off that Porsche like fuck it, bitch
  She can ride the bench or go get buckets, bitch
  You love these hoes, man, quit fronting, bitch
  And if it aint EST, its nothin bitch!