Intro

[Intro] Ayo, it's your boy A1 Full of arrogance We make this track shit look good, ha ha ha Let's go [Verse 1] I'm a little different from these other dudes (Fuck outta here) Different levels nigga, we got different rules Penthouse Goodye, got a different view How you live and what you rap, yeah that's different too (They lying) Ha, you got that stunting in the street money I got that villa on the beach money You ride with a couple ounces in your chick's car I'm speed boating looking out for the Coast Guard Versace couches in the front room Bricks break fast, hope it's lunch soon Pentamirror on my neck, nigga I'm the Saks-Fifth-running-through-a-check-nigga Had my shooters looking for you like war though Stay strapped, got more pumps than all those Enough for a Billy in my matress My bruhs keep telling me, "Chill with this rap shit!" [Outro] Ay, ay, ay, ay! Don't rub on that, you blot that! You understand? That's alpaca, that's $25 thousand alpaca You blot that shit, you don't rub it Put the club soda on there Listen silent-ass motherfucker, from now on, don't nobody talk to me directly you understand? You got business with me, you talk to Hughey, Hughey, you talk to me, you got it?