{Intro}
With the hand I was dealt
They probably thought that I'd be dead or in jail
Where I'm from, every day feel hotter than hell
Still gotta keep your heater when it's hot, I tell you (Yo, Keyz)
'Cause you don't wanna be stressed out in a hundred-degree weather

{Verse}
I'm ghetto, im richer than you (Grah)
Bitches want smoke, come get in the booth (Like)
Bitch call me gangster, i know what to do (to do)
If you not cookin' let me be yo' boo (Damn)
I'm a baddie, i'm showin' my (What?)
N***a a box, got caught in my slot (Mm)
I'm a thot, we totin' the knock (Grah)
It's a slogan everytime i say "Grah" (Like?)
And now it's no smoke deluxe
(And it's different this time, da,da,da)
And it's hittin' when he put the tip in
I'm a tati but I think I'm rollin' different
I'll never hold my feelins
It's just better when I'm sittin'
Pack a' barbie set, I'm trippin'