I get so high like I got wings Big ole knot in my jeans And I'm kicking shit up in Queens Smoking a raw cones, cookie cream And I got a laser on a .223 Riding down Fish Street in a Beam', yeah Yeah, yeah, baby, I got just what you need The lean, the Percs, the drank Finna go and hit the bank Smoking on the OG stank Walk in the court smelling like the dank Your nigga mad I do what he can't The VV's wetter than a fish tank I'm off the lean my mind went blank I need and go get my teeth bust down Used to be lame, I don't give a fuck now My wrist shining like a fucking lighthouse These niggas goofy, Mickey Mouse Clubhouse That nigga walk in Saks and use a discount 720S and I'm finna floor it You got the Tech, lil nigga, pour it Can't fuck with that bitch she got me snoring I'm black as fuck but I'm in a foreign I get that chicken early in the morning We gon' smoke this nigga without a warning I'm eating good, nigga, gourmet I give the whip to valet My diamonds dancing like it's ballet Yeah, yeah We gon' get that nigga gone Get that nigga gone Get that nigga gone We gon' get that nigga, yeah Get that nigga gone We gon' get that nigga gone Get that nigga (Blatt) We gon' get that nigga (Whew), yeah Get that nigga (Blatt) We gon' get that nigga gone, yeah We gon' get that nigga, (Yeah, woah, yeah) Get that nigga gone Get that nigga (Gone) Get that nigga gone Go, go, go