Oh this that boom bap, that go to your room rap
Mom get off Google, I’m still your son who threw that
Ball through the window, now I ball like I’m Ringo
Cause him not go like them go
And Heema no gringo, my bread big like the Pakistani rotis
Used to want gold teeth, cause nobody would coach me
Now I am an OG, you know me, your homie
See me hockey pokeys so my pockets on loky
Your pockets on low key, your pocket’s on doby
Smoke so many roaches, they all call me smokey
Yo holy moly, your pockets rolly polly
Your pockets on Georgi, my pockets on Stoli
I don’t mean to sound braggy I don’t mean to sound boasty
Trying to beat Wisonsin and have the most cheese
Motor boats please, a house with the view
Money in the bank, a yard and a stool

What you call that a porch, what you call that a Porsche
My pockets on thor, what you call that, norse
What you call that house up North, what you call a horse
What you call money, what you call wars
What is it good for, why is the hood there
What’s the house in the woods and why is the woods there

Who are you talking to, where are you walking to
Somebody is watching me, please let me walk with you
No they won’t be watching you, yo maybe they watching you
They are no awesome dudes, they tell the lies and choose
They wear the polish shoes, they read the daily news
Folded in the forbes, cause they doing the daily do's
Doing the daily dont's, they wear these crazy coats
They wear these crazy hats, maybe they taking oaths
Their skin is white
I only see em in the night, never see them in the light
Seeing them is no delight
They locked up the brown, and tear their homes down
Creeping while they sleeping, and never make a sound
Black up down, black man shot, squeegee man retired
Giuliani cleaned the block, Diallo got shot when he said the block was hot
What you call money, what you call guap?

What you call that? what you call that? what you call that?
What you call that? what you call that? what you call that?
What you call that? what you call that? what you call that?