[Verse 1:] Ha chu excuse me bless my cough Being that clean should be against the got damn law Step off in the club baley make my ass to the bar Everybody wanna holla so I guess I'm a star And my fit owww so sick Patna you can't offord it so just get off of my dick And neck piece nothin but a sex piece My wrist game gimme brain My ear game make em chu chu run a train I'm so trill with it If you don't like the way Lil Foxx rock kill yoself cause you gon have to deal with it I'm not a stunna I'm a show off And I ain't seen a mill yet just wait you gon really see me go off [Hook: x2] My chain got a cold, my watch go the flu My whip got cancer and my rims got it too My fit got a fever I mean that shit Everything I own I swear it's sick [Verse 2:] Why these niggas keep a hatin on me Is it the ice I rock are the money I see The big fine bitches are the hundreds I see The 4's on the rove are that old skool thing The coogi are the gucci