Double S, never less baby
Twista and Scott Storch in a dropped Porsche
That new s**t, check it out

My neck on bling, wrist on chill
Standing on the corner steady, trying to make `em kneel
When it come to hustling, got to get it how you live
And I`m on the come up, so motherf**k how you feel?

My neck on bling, wrist on chill
Standing on the corner steady, trying to make `em kneel
When it come to hustling, got to get it how you live
And I`m on the come up, so motherf**k how you feel?

My fingers on frost, ears on froze
Hanging at the club while hoes slide down the pole
Rolling with the g`s and the foes and the souls
With two bitches on my arms, sporting thousand dollar clothes

Looking kind of stunning, so the cameras on flick
Ain`t no motherf**kers out here that can do it like this
On top of my game and when a hater`s all fall
I`ma be smiling, revealing my grill from Paul Wall

Shake it for me bitch, let me see you get loose
Let me see you sipping on some s**t that`s 80 proof
Let me see if I`ma let you get up in the ‘Lac
Bend over so I can see how I`ma hit it from the back

Hustle wit the rhymes but I`m better wit the keys
And I`m clubbin` wit the pees, I get cheddar wit the fees
I`m always on the hustle, so don`t ask why I succeed
I got flows, I got dro, I got whatever you need

My neck on bling, wrist on chill
Standing on the corner steady, trying to make `em kneel
When it come to hustling, got to get it how you live
And I`m on the come up, so motherf**k how you feel?

My neck on bling, wrist on chill
Standing on the corner steady, trying to make `em kneel
When it come to hustling, got to get it how you live
And I`m on the come up, so motherf**k how you feel?

Tires on shine, rims on gloss
When it come to mobbing, I`ma motherf**king boss
I stay making paper, behind the mic and on the tipping
I ain`t stingy wit the dust, the whole crew ride slick

Think you s**tting on the ni**a T, I doubt that
My flow will make your booty move like a house track
Have `em at the party screaming, “Get the doe, get the doe”
And if I ever go broke, I guarantee to bounce back

If beats was like a tipper, then my flow would play the cane
Got s**t to make you float off the floor like David Blaine
You rich because I spit it universal to the drums
And I circle with some guns, blow out purple out my lungs

I pimp and f**k a bitch, I don`t need to buy her ‘Lacs
I be on the move, staying paid pushing Cadillacs
Investing in my raps, if I don`t make a quarter back
I throw eight balls to my homies on the corners like quarterbacks

My neck on bling, wrist on chill
Standing on the corner steady, trying to make `em kneel
When it come to hustling, got to get it how you live
And I`m on the come up, so motherf**k how you feel?

My neck on bling, wrist on chill
Standing on the corner steady, trying to make `em kneel
When it come to hustling, got to get it how you live
And I`m on the come up, so motherf**k how you feel?

Let me break your back, shawty
Show me what you got, shawty
We some motherfuking killers
Chicago made ni**az making figures

Let me break your back, shawty
Show me what you got, shawty
We some motherfuking killers
Chicago made ni**az making figures

Teeth on bling, rolly on flick
Standing on the stage while I`m holding on my dick
`Bout to spit a new verse off out the Mobstaz new s**t
Holla walla pop the colla on my new outfit

If you want war, you think you got rounds to come get me
I think you better go smoke a whole pound of that sticky
Keep on talking that you`re not hate around your committee
I`m dodge that ni**a that put it down for the city

My neck on bling, wrist on chill
Standing on the corner steady, trying to make `em kneel
When it come to hustling, got to get it how you live
And I`m on the come up, so motherf**k how you feel?

My neck on bling, wrist on chill
Standing on the corner steady, trying to make `em kneel
When it come to hustling, got to get it how you live
And I`m on the come up, so motherf**k how you feel?

My neck on bling, wrist on chill
Standing on the corner steady, trying to make `em kneel
When it come to hustling, got to get it how you live
And I`m on the come up, so motherf**k how you feel?

My neck on bling, wrist on chill
Standing on the corner steady, trying to make `em kneel
When it come to hustling, got to get it how you live
And I`m on the come up, so motherf**k how you feel?