Ft. Twista

(Verse: Rittz)
Supastar, mane, I'm far from an average Joe
Supernatural, steppin' out, lookin' like I'm in a fashion show
Came into this industry and now you're witnessin' me blow up
Like seein' a tank of gas explode
And I'm, I'm high like a flight I'm sittin' in back of coach
By the window sippin' Jack and Cokes
Bought a pack of bubble, we ain't tryin' to make a casserole
Lookin' at the globe from up high, shots fired
Like Kennedy was ridin' by the grass, and no
I ain't rich but I got a lil cash to blow
And haters sayin' that I'm changin'
I be lookin' at 'em laughin' like they cracked a joke
They wasn't with me when I traveled down this gravel road
GC, I could neva have my pass revoked
So step up and ya a dead duck
Get yo head bust, lookin' like a chef just cracked a yolk
Speakers in the Cadi rattlin' the patio
When the industry was only rockin' platinum gold
I was dope back then, but ya had the whole
Shit locked until I came in and cracked the code
And I don't, I don't really mean to brag and boast
But then again, my fans look at me as the goat
She said she listen to my music and the back [?]
Now that's a wrap to quote
Hop in my 'Lac and float

(Hook)
Take a puff and it's up up and away we go
Put some pimp shit on my radio and bounce, bounce
Let the bass vibrate my chest
Take it to the Midwest, run it back to the South and bounce out

(Verse 2: Rittz)
With my hommie Tony footwork
Up at Kalamazoo, ballin' out up in the mall
We don't bounce until we spend a couple thousand on shoes
I'm reppin' clientele, how can I lose?
Ya out of the loop
These music dudes are clueless who I was
Then I blew, producin' woohs and oh's and aahs
I'm the truth, but ya confuse the use of pride
I refuse to lose, been booed and crucified
Disapprove the movement, crews get brutalized
Or these pooches choose to bite, get euthanized
I'm the new Guess Who, get neutralized
22's are huge, my shoes are supersized
I don't cruise, my music boom, it's stupid loud
Bumpin' eight Ball & MJG from the outside of the Denim
Sittin' on top of the world, but then again I kind of been lately
Cuz I pull up in my Cadillac, my speakers got that rattle back
I'm flashin' back to when I was attacked by
A couple pretty bitches that was beggin' me to pick 'em up
And take 'em in and fuck 'em from the back side
But I ain't got no time to fuck round, I'm tryna buckle down
And focus on my money, so I stack my paper to the ceilin'
I'm feelin' like a billion and I'm fillin' up my cup
With that crown and bounce out

(Hook)
Take a puff and it's up up and away we go
Put some pimp shit on my radio and bounce, bounce
Let the bass vibrate my chest
Take it to the Midwest, run it back to the South and bounce out

(Verse 3: Twista)
Smokin' wood, then I'm gone
So far that you can't even see me thru the eyes of a telescope
Diamonds on my body, sip of pilla droppin' down my filla
Actin' like it was the realest shit I eva wrote
Mentally telepathy is part of the recipe
To let me know what you want it
I'm givin' it to you how ya like it
Biology of a pimp, it be in the DNA to know what you thinkin'
I'm speakin' to you like a psychic
Little momma know she love it so don't try to fight it
I can make your life so appealin' by the way I write it
Make it so she the only shawty I know
On Forgiatos, don't hit no potholes, I roll up one and light it
On the passenger side of a ride like a playa
I'mma be up in the cut talkin' shit, strange music, we be the misfits
Come and twist Rittz, tusk tusk, cuz you gon' get your shit split
Middle of the map and nigga finna snap
And let 'em know the area continue to kill 'em foreva, we on
Betta be strong to live in the city I come from
And if you ain't fuckin' with it then let it be known
And we can either talk about it or be about it
Me I'd rather sit back and blow an ounce
When I hear somethin' like this up on the radio
All a nigga can do is just bounce!

(Hook)
Take a puff and it's up up and away we go
Put some pimp shit on my radio and bounce, bounce
Let the bass vibrate my chest
Take it to the Midwest, run it back to the South and bounce out