Marsh Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Like Frank Lucas Like Frank Lucas Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Vroom-vroom Smoking on wedding cake, I'm the groom I'm on early day and in my mood Momma said go get that cake and don't you lose My lil baby "you winnin'" sayin', but I can't lose I'm filled up with all this pain, but I'm not no loser Perky make it go away, when I can't do it My shooter got them sticks and they shoot just like Frank Lucas I smoke all this shit legit but it look just like a movie It's a rock out lil bitch and make some bands off a computer We ain't hit no damn but we got dracos and lil uzis We just hit your man but we ain't really wanna do that They gon leave when shit hit the fan so you gotta watch out when they do that These people wanna get to your head but you cannot let 'em do that Shoot 'em, aim for the head, cause you cannot let 'em shoot that Bitch nigga stone his mans and real niggas do not do that I don't want a whip, I just wanna cop a spaceship Yeah I get geeked up, take a Backwoods and I face it I don't give a fuck if I am or am not famous I just want this bag, just like tech Imma chase it Vroom-vroom Smoking on wedding cake, I'm the groom I'm on early day and in my mood Momma said go get that cake and don't you lose My lil baby "you winnin'" sayin', but I can't lose I'm filled up with all this pain, but I'm not no loser Perky make it go away, when I can't do it My shooter got them sticks and they shoot just like Frank Lucas