[Intro: 2 Chainz]
Yeah
I wonder what was goin on ye
Boy, you know you hard
You forgot about hard
Chainz been talkin' bout
You forgot all about hard, heh
I go in

[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
It's turning like Poltergeist, I am the winner
I be the host of tonight like Jimmy Kimmel
I am a gangsta turnt Brixton man like Billy Campbell
Blow the flame out, just to rekindle
Have you met an angel that is a sinner?
I am a heavyweight, more than contender
Two girls with me and I'm in the middle
Tattooed my name all over the placenta
Married indeed, I married the beat
I married the streets, I'm full of myself
If I need to drop down, then I'll do it myself
Workin' so hard the people think I got a twin
No, I see the two of myself
Uh, packs in the living room know that I do it 'til death
Never get the proper credit
Hung around n***as
They used to rob for a fetish
Used to sell crack to their daddies
Take they antennas off caddies
Now I’m on top like an attic
Now I’m on top like an alley
I got more stripes than Rally
I got more stripes than Bally
I am the type to rally
I am the type, to type a bitch to address
"Not tonight, it's Saturday"
Go check my average, I’m an arrogant
I give her morning dick if she is relevant
I’m the magnificent, ain’t that imperative?
I’m in the whip, the same color as my heritage
Don't fuck with scary bitches
Don't fuck with n***as that fuck with scary bitches
I got the bass, fuck the snare n***as
Did this first just to scare n***as, yeah