Yeah, Gilla House Fu-fu, fu, fuck da security... Money on my mind, doc on the grind I ain't on Billboard tryin' to climb Killa on set, don't press rewind I'm like the thirty-somethin' year-old Lebron Boy I'm fucked up, way past tipsy Smoke on my lung, tequila on my kidney Grown man boi, I land on the water So move back before you get caught in the rotor I'm like the G4 to your General Motors Y'all take orders, red in like Otis You're all game novice, doc's a pro I'm a boss like I married Diana Ross! Roll through da hood like FUCK DA SECURITY! Walk in the club like FUCK DA SECURITY! Smoke on my blunt like FUCK DA SECURITY! If you not da hood type? YOU NEED SECURITY! 'Cause when I do a show, I rely on my gros, they pick me up off the flo' (FUCK DA SECURITY!) 'Cause I'm too high and drunk from jumpin' up in da crowds Security like: "Fuck you, yo!" (FUCK DA SECURITY!) [Verse 2] That's how I roll, fuck da security They're everywhere look, can't even urinate I'm the last nigga that get intimidated Don't get it then, let me reiterate Boi I'm a hustla, throwin' them knuckles up Walk in the restaurant, hand on your juggla Ride in the BM, better buckle up Dat game rumblin', bricks gon' double up I tee off hoes, look how my putter up Old folks say I cut her off, lil' sum sum Only one champion and you're the runner up Coo coo for Cocoa Puffs, watch when I perch him up D O C, guzzlin' Hennessey Fuck da club nigga, and FUCK SECURITY!!!! 'Cause when I do a show, I rely on my gros, they pick me up off the flo' (FUCK DA SECURITY!) 'Cause I'm too high and drunk from jumpin' up in da crowds Security like: "Fuck you, yo!" (FUCK DA SECURITY!) [Hook x2]