You feel me? OG Parker BUTCHER comin' N-N-Nonstop Uh, hundred thousand worth of jewels But I'm a project nigga (I'm a project nigga) So there's surgery with this choppa if there's conflict with us Haters thought this paper probably turn me to a conscious nigga (Nah) Like every room in my house don't have a pyrex in it, uh Coldest streets, I'm back, and all the hustlers heard me Only my plug can get that number, it's like a custom jersey We pulllin' Porsches on the lawn, I get to stuntin' early (Skrr) Now I got horses in my yard like the Kentucky Derby (Uhh) Let's go Flights across the country gettin' to a bag (Big bags) Pledge allegiance to the squad, never to a flag (Squad) They ain't see us havin' flyin'-on-a-charter cash (They didn't) Foreign whips, dealer plates with the missin' tags (Talk to 'em) I came a long way, boy, I was curb service (Serve 'em) Pray for all these blessings after church sermons (Amen) Now my name so big I live in third person (Ha) And I don't know which one of me was in your bird cervix, ay (Hmm) Ay, I keep a section lit 'cause I'm a lifeline (Lifeline) I'm twenty-eight and rich, I'm in Mike prime (In my prime) I'm all about a function when it's nighttime (Haa) But don't get it twisted when I'm in my right mind (Right mind) European lane switch, fuck I look like switchin' on the squad? I'm with the same clique, million-dollar made men Rollie cost a 'Cede Benz, necklace another eighty in E'ry Glizzy came with stick, I just fucked a famous bitch Bitch, your baby daddy lame as shit, he never take the kids Nutted in her hella fast and I never spanked again Fella-fella play with heavy metal, check the rank again Fella-fella thumbin' through this cheddar, to the bank again (Uh) Flights across the country gettin' to a bag (Luggage) Pledge allegiance to the squad, never to a flag They ain't see us havin' flyin'-on-a-charter cash (Cash) Foreign whips, dealer plates with the missin' tags (Uhh) Flights across the country gettin' to a bag (Big bags) Pledge allegiance to the squad, never to a flag (Squad) They ain't see us havin' flyin'-on-a-charter cash (They didn't) Foreign whips, dealer plates with the missin' tags (Talk to 'em)