Selling all this dope momma said I need to stop
But man I love the block
Yeah I love the block
I'm a cocaine selling 40 gripping Mexican
Got a chirp that the birds landed so I'm going in
I met Primo he threw me 100 pack
You know young Cartel bring the money back
If I get a rap check I buy 100 bales
Never stop working I'mma give 'em hell

Chorus (2x):
Can't leave the game alone what the hell is going on
Fuck a rap check I'mma pull my cell phone
A lot of bales of mid, a lot of bales of strong
Birds fly in and out my home

Breaking shit down got residue all on me
My fingers get oily, eyes get watery
Busted out the inner tube, look what I'mma do
I got a J to test the work, we call him Scooby-Doo
I had a dream that I counted like 100 mil
Woke up dick hard money turn me on for real
Got in the rap game hoping I might go legit
But I'm married to the game like she my main bitch

(Chorus 2x)

Can't leave the dope game alone I don't know why
My homie doing 3 my other partner doing 25
A fuck you attitude on the inside
Cuerno De Chivo in the trunk when I drive
Serving all these zombies, posted with the demons
All these pussys wanna hate, but they can't see us
Cocaine slut let her sniff it off my penis
Fucking your bitch but she keep it between us

(Chorus 2x)