Me OK

First to tell you motherfucker

"Trap or die", that's me OK?

Mister Whip-a-knot-and-get-a-half-a-pie

That's me, OK?

Mister If-I'm-talkin'-you-should-listen

Game is free, OK?

Mister Got-two-whole-ones-and-two-half-ones

Yeah, that's three, OK?

Leave up out of here with two bad ones

Yeah, that's me, OK?

Mister Rein'-up-with-'bout-two-phantoms

Yeah, that's me, OK?

On that Avion to the head

Hey but me, OK?

Never put a bitch before my bread

Hey that me, OK?

I'm a fool on that Avion

Snow be on that liquor

Approach me if you want to

I will smoke you like a Swisha

You know my game tizight

You know that's off tizzop

Presidential Day-Date

Looking like two blocks

Chain on 2Pac when he was on Death Row

All black glizzock, that 40 say leggo

All my niggas is 'bout it

All my bitches is wit' it

One call, that's all, choppers pay him a visit

Real nigga fo' sho', got a fetish for dough

34 a unit, nine hundred a O

Break 'em down into zips

That's a hell of a flip

Had 'em, now they gone

Guess who takin' a trip

First to tell you motherfucker

"Trap or die", that's me OK?

Mister Whip-a-knot-and-get-a-half-a-pie

That's me, OK?

Mister If-I'm-talkin'-you-should-listen

Game is free, OK?

Mister Got-two-whole-ones-and-two-half-ones

Yeah, that's three, OK?

Leave up out of here with two bad ones

Yeah, that's me, OK?

Mister Rein'-up-with-'bout-two-phantoms

Yeah, that's me, OK?

On that Avion to the head

Hey but me, OK?

Never put a bitch before my bread

Hey that me, OK?

When L.A. Reid was in office

Made some history up in Def Jam

If Jizzle ain't droppin', nigga

What the fuck is Def Jam?

I know you heard how your boy

Bossed up at Atlantic

Boss shit, might just drop

My next album on Atlantic

I really hope you bitches ready

Vice prezzy and this presi

Got some shit up in my bezzy

(So what ya sayin'?), my wrist is heavy

All white, penthouse

Yeah, like the one on Belly

With a brown skin thang

Swear to God, she look like Kelly

Two door Rolls is how I'm rollin'

Plus you know a nigga totin'

Keep that street nigga paper

Rubber band it, it ain't foldin'

First the XXL, read about me in the Forbes

That's a long way from trappin' in

That 4-door Accord, wassup?

First to tell you motherfucker

"Trap or die", that's me OK?

Mister Whip-a-knot-and-get-a-half-a-pie

That's me, OK?

Mister If-I'm-talkin'-you-should-listen

Game is free, OK?

Mister Got-two-whole-ones-and-two-half-ones

Yeah, that's three, OK?

Leave up out of here with two bad ones

Yeah, that's me, OK?

Mister Rein'-up-with-'bout-two-phantoms

Yeah, that's me, OK?

On that Avion to the head

Hey but me, OK?

Never put a bitch before my bread

Hey that me, OK?

Snow can eyeball a seven, yeah

You best believe without the scale

I just want the mansions and the riches

Yeah, without the jail

You can call me postman

Don't go somewhere without some mail

In and out in 20 minutes

You best believe I'm makin' bail

Who put you on designer watches

Put you on designer frames

Had you cashin' out, payin' for

You can't pronounce the name

Had that Murcielago

It was green like margaritas

I sold yayo, I sold albums

Might as well sell some tequila

Dropped so many Lambos

Thought I was a Lam ambassador

Dropped so many Rollies

Niggas thought I owned a Rollie store

Snow, it's been a while, yeah

You know them streets missed you

I don't eat, sleep

Or shit without my mothafuckin' pistol

First to tell you motherfucker

"Trap or die", that's me OK?

Mister Whip-a-knot-and-get-a-half-a-pie

That's me, OK?

Mister If-I'm-talkin'-you-should-listen

Game is free, OK?

Mister Got-two-whole-ones-and-two-half-ones

Yeah, that's three, OK?

Leave up out of here with two bad ones

Yeah, that's me, OK?

Mister Rein'-up-with-'bout-two-phantoms

Yeah, that's me, OK?

On that Avion to the head

Hey but me, OK?

Never put a bitch before my bread

Hey that me, OK?