No, I ain't a D-boy but I am a B-boy Never dealt drugs but I'm stackin' G's. boy No gat, not strapped I ain't never seen toys But I'm always takin' pics, so U know I get that cheese. boy You know I'm ill with it Keep on rappin' till I make a hunnit mill with it And no I do not have a deal, fucka deal with it It's me and Jahlil on the beats, we gon' kill kill it Seattle 2 Seoul, So U know that I'm coasting Give yo girl the D but her legs wide open Always winning so I always feel like toasting Spit hot fire, so you know my MIC smoking No shaft but I'm one bad muhfuckah No disguise but I got yo girl under covers AOM all day, brotha's from another mother Man, U know I got them moves hotter than a Sydney summer Yeah, let's get it U know I'm poppin' bottles Yo girl a turkey on my dick, gobble gobble I'll fuck her till her knees wobble wobble Celebrating everyday like I hit the lotto I'm a Seoul city ridah Sea-town lion A king mothafucka man U see that crown shining I'mma keep on hustlin till I own my own island Y'all don't know the hal of what is in my pan frying So I don't have time for the fuckery to my face they pretend fake wishing luck to me Behind the scenes, pulling strings U know they be wanting me dead and long gone but I'm styling on them comfortably So I'm just smiling like a winner While I'm leaving sweet, u mothafucka's is bitter No I ain't a gansta, no I ain't a thug But a couple drinks I be gettin' ratchets at the club So every nights a party like there's no tomorrow Hit it up like there's no work tomorrow Faded in this bitch it's gon' hurt tomorrow Yo chick thirsty Murcielago Yeah, let's get it U know I'm poppin' bottles Yo girl a turkey on my dick, gobble gobble I'll fuck her till her knees wobble wobble Celebrating everyday like I hit the lotto We hella high in the air Hella high in the air Hella high in the air So ain't no motha fucka gonna be us down