Uh, yo, yo, uh, yo, uh, uh, uh, yo, ten toes down, niggas right on the steps 18000 a pound, you can say you got blessed I'm ballin' who got next Bullets go right through your vest I'mma make a few money moves then go ice on my neck, uh Niggas want me to lose, I think disses the test, uh Everybody is food and I guess I'm the chef, uh Got yo' bitch in the pool and I'm rubbin' the breasts, uh She fucked up mood, then I pass her to Spesh, uh I play the corner had to switch up my hustle Made a quarter water off bundles Run it up in niggas who's puzzled Slap him in his face, I could turn a shootout to a scuffle Well I ain't hittin' the block no more, 'til they free the Duffel That's on my bitch, to roll up some weed, now I ain't tryna cuddle Might slide off, can't rock Osama got a crib with a tunnel My side bitch, she just want some back shots and the frontal She know I'm just a gorilla in this concrete jungle, my nigga, uh Yo, she know I'm just a gorilla in this concrete jungle, my nigga Uh, yo, she know I'm just a gorilla in this concrete jungle, my nigga