Fwea - Ace Hood, Slim Diesel

'Bout to buck down, my watch is going greyhound

Lifted on the perkins on the way down

Bitch you wan' be cool you better stay down

You heard me bitch, you better stay down

I’ve been denied, way trip

You watch way trip

Bitches like that hit

Gotta get it off, yeah

Word around the town I just went independent

Cooking up that work I should been in the kitchen

Travel round the globe, hopping out the 4 doors

4, 5 chains swinging on the polos

They know he a problem

They don’t want my flow zone

They know I be whipping like I work at cold stone

Treats them with the talking, I been in a new zone

This that don’t know 'bout it, move wrong

Don’t pay me attention, they gon' pay me mine in dollars

I’m gon' reposition, take some people out of power

Thought I told you people I’m the king from outta prower

Let a nigga play and had your family planting flowers

Ain’t nobody trippin', cop the new edition

Chillin' with my kids, I got a new addiction

Best rapper alive, I had a premonition

Fuck 'em if they hating, I just do the digits

'Bout to buck down, my watch is going greyhound

Lifted on the perkins on the way down

Bitch you wan' be cool you better stay down

You heard me bitch, you better stay down

I’ve been denied, way trip

You watch way trip

Bitches like that hit

Gotta get it off, yeah

Look into the mirror, ooo, there go a real nigga

Sexy motherfucker, shredded that’s a deal seller

I don’t want to meet less we gon' make the deal bigger

They gon' try and put you in a box like Hilfiger

Slim drink like a fish, I swear that boy don’t feel liquor

Smoking on some OG, only papers never Swishers

Got my way in this bitch

I’m done with playing this shit

I’m Super Saiyaning in this shit

I’m fish fileting this shit

Hold up, wait

Ready or not

I got the part to put on the block

Ready or not

I’m in position to trip on the pot

Wait, born in '88

You are not a fraction of what’s in my DNA

Chilling in the products with a shorty in jail

I’m a fly nigga, you just work a TSA

Middle fingers up, I’m sending Trump a PSA

Told her I’m too focused so her company could wait

'Bout to buck down, my watch is going greyhound

Lifted on the perkins on the way down

Bitch you wan' be cool you better stay down

You heard me bitch, you better stay down

I’ve been denied, way trip

You watch way trip

Bitches like that hit

Gotta get it off, yeah