Faka, you're never too well-known to introduce yourself My name is Cho Representing that new vintage college You already know Man, if you walk with scared niggas you always have to pay for everything Niggas with money walk alone, scared niggas walk together I do this shit for my daughter, I do this shit for my mom The plan is to stab, stab, I recently busted my fat ass on a camera The plan is to go to With Adje, my niggas and Dana And my niggas pack up, my loser, that nigga goes to America Maybe he'll call tomorrow and say I don't work with Big Sean but with Erica, Erica, Erica Badu Biggie, Dago, Libby, Scooby-Doo Things like that happen when you wait on your time and don't walk around like How can there be so many niggas in the game? Don't forget that the game also has niggas for other business Nothing came by itself, niggas with the same dreams don't achieve the same things And niggas who used to be best friends don't find themselves in the same circle Again, I can't ask my buddy for money, niggas have to earn it themselves Yeah, I want to win myself Want to make a million for my mom, make a million for my girl I want to be a legend in that motherfucking game, just like Papataaltje I recently talked to Jandro about a amount, I said and who says I don't achieve that Those haters want to see me bald, shoutout to Nafim for those bald cheeks Let me tell you, I'm one of those niggas who are changing the game It's country, I give you hits, but I can also flip to other shit This shit, it's not easy shit, nigga Do it with your stupid mouth and your stupid raps With your stupid little fingers, come and set and all my shit, check Nigga, fuck your mama and the rest of your fucking family 2016, I'm gonna run, run, I have shit to tell Niggas are gonna call, niggas, can you bless on my album? Chickies slap this like lipbalm I'm Fresh Prince, Julie Carlton By the way, check out Cash for George Mountain Finally a Pukko on Puna Soul, that's awesome Finally, man Shoutout to my nigga Boosie, I'm with Boosie now And that motherfucking Boosie, you know My album is coming, man I'm just training, you know Knock, knock, three You ready? Second round, niggas thought they could steal Many thought we were exaggerating It wasn't really my season yet Now it's logical that you're at the hairdresser's And possibly call my name You are known to kids I'm famous with their parents How those niggas gonna lose? Nonny hit that thing, that's what people lease He said, man, yo, I love you As a nigga with your fuck Do I have to squeeze him? Chickie shit, chickie shit Shoutout to SMB, those Boku fringes I repeat it Hey Boosie, come on, let's go to the beach Or to Italy with those bitches for some pizza Give me a minute, switch, you're too fast for those niggas Naked, naked, I don't have a bell for those niggas You come Chanel for those bitches You play the hell with those bitches Then you scream hell at those bitches Boy, you're too cool for those bitches I don't do anything you do, but I do more than the hell of those bitches Always when I walk, it doesn't matter where I walk Niggas always watch for so long Shoutout to Capella, it wasn't a diss And maybe they just want love from Amsterdam All my niggas know it themselves I don't like those models Is that bitch skinny? Is she not tight? No Is that bitch skinny? No, not tight I'll be honest with you I really have nothing to lose I feel like Leonardo While making a Mona Lisa Nigga, are you the Da Vinci? Then I'm Michelangelo Niggas, without announcing it We have now promised the kings Am I album-proof?