Lyrics:
this is young caine I stay with a lot a bling
cuz I got hella rings like the Lakers team
it's all about guts and glory
and I'm a champion like robert horry
ya'll n*** s don't don't know about the way I roll
in miami wit my n*** s duckin state patrol
im from the top five cities in the whole world
and I'm a top five rapper fukin down your girl
big doe, big homies and them lil homies
dime hoes, nines, o's and them pills shorty
the best whips, cuz thats just how we do it
we runnin these streets and u aready knew it
oh you came up? but we did too..
cuz we move big o's like a holahoop
there fake like the loony toons
a bunch of squares stuck together like arubix cube
chorus:
hit me up on the celly
hit me up on the ping
hit me on the black berry cuz im doin my thing
hit me up unblocked, I'll pick it up when it rings
you can hit me anytime cuz this is my ring..
Verse 2:
we go to cancun, do u comprende?
i keep that 45, like the comeback of m.j.
I'm bout chips, I aint just tryna get laid
on some next sh** , u barely get the rent paid
stack blocks, like lego back in 91
I'm up next and I'm bout to hit a home run
like griffy you just gotta hit me
rollin sticky, on the hussle but my name aint nipsey
240 on the dash, then I stepped on it
cuz I gotta get home to that chonic
5 hundy just to pick up my phone
cuz I got old money like dinasour bones
long as im here you never gonnna come up
we ride past like u like "look at that dum f*** "
in the porche truck and it goes hard/
we get it in with them phones like a sim card.
chorus
