I got apes in my crib like the Chicago Zoo

Y'all sneak a shot in, do what y'all gone do

'Cause once we hear some shots we goin' Uzi with the tools

Fat ass .223 chopper, his kufi woadie shooting

Was in my backyard, a long beach just like Snoop

I can't count all this money, 3-2-3, 2-3-2

I was selling snails while you niggas was in school

Say hello to my little friend, he gone reply what it do

I got lions, tigers, bears, jaguars, panthers, sheeps, and goose

Hyenas and monkeys, monkey nuts up on my tool

I got giraffes and elephants, you know what's in my room

I got camels and baboons, they gone get the tool

I got 30 shots in my trap like I'm on the block

My trap on their heels, Jack and Jill get knocked

Down to the ground, niggas stumblin' a lot

Got my chopper in the jungle, they be rumblin' a lot

When you play my shit they start a riot

Start a fight, we start a fire

Nina don't remember clownin', hop in my Audi, I'm outie

Spendin' money like a Saudi

In the Valley out in Cali

No LA Fitness, make you lose weight, bitch Bally

On my dick, she lick it, she remind me of a lizard

How my dick stay gettin' it, you will think I killed her

Call me Weezy baby, car ain't got no ceilings

AR-15 start dancin' 'cause y'all got no rip

I'm coolin' in the water with the stingrays and sharks

You think you are tequila these the shots on the rocks

Rollin in that Nascar, pull up, hit the pitstop

Bad bitch head high, now I'm gettin' neck top

Walk up in your party bitch, we rockin' it

Police can't come through the door, cause I'm lockin' it

Unless they got a warrant, they just talkin' shit

Fed house steel doors why I bought the shit

We tryna catch a nigga slippin'

Crusin' in a rental

Make your bitch forget her business

Like amnesia was the issue

Bitch don't look at me when you sneeze

'Cause I probably ain't got the tissue

Nigga lookin' at me like it's sweet

Like I ain't got the pistol

Come through this bitch like the swat, nigga clear the spot

You can act like you don't hear the shots, you need a cotton swab

Let that doctor bring your bitch ass back

We come through pop his ass

Start runnin' from the cops

Crossover, rocked his ass

I'm coolin' in the 60's up in Slauson

In the Rucker in New York 'cause I'm a baller

This ho gave me her number like I'm gon' call her

She was standin' up high but now she's fallin'

I see you lookin' with your lookin' ass nigga

You can act like you ain't hate, you mad nigga

You'se a Ratatouille, you'se a rat nigga

I get blue cheese, I'm a black nigga

I hit Saks and f**ked up a sack

Came out lookin' cool

When I say okay Kool-Aid it really mean okay cool

I know you smell me

I'm reekin' like, I'm ridin' 'round with food

It's that loud pack, where the dog at? I got Snoop

You can see the aftermath man, I'm done bustin' tools

Nigga, you'se a bunny rabbit, Slim Shady, what it do?

My money superstitious see it's comin' out the room

While they hate justify belief in supernatural coupes