that 1st verse
"What's 50 grand to a muh fukka like me, can you please remind me?
shyt, I'll remind ya
Put that steel behind ya
Put ya five inside ya
Better chill out wit' all that flossin' potna
(Ball so hard) you must be cray
Leave em in the streets with his shoelaces missin'
And socks up off his feet
Pistol holdin' gonorrhea nikka
Skeet skeet"