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[Intro: G Herbo]
I'm in mode (Don't be angry with George)
b*tch, you thinkin' small (Turn right onto Southwest 31st street)
When you need to be thinkin' big
You need to be thinkin' big, b*tch
You need to be thinkin' big, b*tch (Haha)
Think big, b*tch (Hahaha, uh)
Uh, uh, ayy (What up, though?)
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Uh-huh, uh
Uh-huh, ayy
Ayy, Swerv'

[Verse 1: G Herbo]
Walkin' out the crib (Let's get it)
I got on that sh*t, hop in that sh*t, that's how I live
I don't drive stick, I got a stick sittin' by my rib
I don't wanna hop out drillin' no more, I got kids (Ya dig?)
Said I wasn't gon' tote no pistols no more, but I did (Ya dig?)
Cash raisin', swipin' cards, and I'll spend that sh*t (I'll spend that sh*t)
I'm so crazy, go retarded at the dealership (G Herbo)
Said I wasn't gon' f*ck that check up no more, but I did (I did it)
Send that cake, I'll sign the paperwork and I just slid (Ayy)
I ain't even had no time for that, Swerv'
Fleet sittin' in the driveway, I spent one-point-five for that, Swerv'
Two hundred on a highway, and my wrist cost half of that, Swerv' (You know that)
Talk about me, he died for that, I ain't even spend a dime for that
Glistens on my wrist got all these b*tches on my di*k
While all these b*tches on my di*k, I spent like a nickel on my fit
I got sixty in my ears, it's like five-sixty for this kit
None of you n*ggas bet' not blitz 'cause we got switches on these glicks (Brrt)
[Chorus: G Herbo]
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[Verse 2: Chief Keef]
Dealer outside the crib, I paid a couple mil' for that (b*tch)
You gon' eat a Lambo' key, we catch you stealin' that (b*tch)
Racks up in my pocket, pistol where my hip was at (n*gga)
Bronem sendin' bulletins, we goin' tik for tat (Bang, bang, bang, bang)
Be cool what you say 'cause foenem might just kill your ass (Doo-doo-doo)
n*ggas say they're drillin', well, Chiraq invented that (Ha)
I got my clicky clacker, n*gga tryna chitter chat (Doo-doo-doo)
These young n*ggas take your life and go see what they can get for that (Go, go, go)
Chief So be ballin', now my granny tell me, "Put it back" (Granny)
This b*tch still gon' want the cash and I can wipe my nuts with that (b*tch)
n*gga, ain't no f*ckin' refunds, you can't get your money back (pus*y)
My lil' cousin's spinnin', washer machine in the laundromat (Go)
That lil' ho ain't nothin' but leftovers, I been done with that (Skrrt)
They like, "How the f*ck you make a Sprite look like Cognac?" (How?)
They like, "How the f*ck you make a Sprite look like Beenie Man?" (How?)
n*ggas think I'm with the mob, I'm gettin' this fettuccini in (Sosa, baby)
[Chorus: G Herbo]
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[Outro: G Herbo]
I wanna send a special shout out to 79 and Essex
I would never be the man that I am if I wasn't from 79 and Essex
'Cause that's all I know and that's all I breathe, that's all I smell
It's all I talk about, you know what I'm sayin'?