When this shit dropped I was like 16 Tryna get some head from a mixed thing - big dreams Say goodbye to ripped jeans nigga got a job Had my little wad worst fear is getting robbed For my last 50 dollars that I had left over 5 dollars in they pocket nigga in his left shoulder Minimum wage $5 15 13′s on the whip kept my shit clean Actually that was my mama shit but I'm driving round town on my Obama shit Middle-class my ass just to get a tank of gas Had to run the guns up the street and pawn the shit But yeah I'm headed for a scholarship Little scrap game but I got a lot of lip Thats why them niggas don't like me and always wanna fight me A dumb nigga hate a smart mouth most likely I know the game I'm an expert Nigga how you gonna jump me if my legs work Nigga I'm gone showed up at the crib tryna bone And I ain't f**k yet cause her momma always home God damn Lord have mercy Please God don't let this little broad have herpes My nigga say she fast like Jackie Joyner-Kersee Gold medals if we gave hoes medals No rose petals on a bed in the ghettos Spiderman sheets got her singing falsetto Tall white tee's can't believe we used to wear those White folks looking at us like we're weirdos But we was only kiddos grabbing titties in the club pocket full of skittles Tryna get the kitty was like tryna solve a riddle Tryna get to Diddy cause I murder instrumentals This that good old fashioned Mark Jackson F**ked then I'll pass y'all Utah Jazz-in' And ya'll borin' I don't play nigga I'm Mark Madsen Thats why my knots thick like a f**king Kardashian I'm not asking my nigga I don't need favors I'm in the streets with the fiends I done seen danger My team major we party like teenagers I'm in the green Range nigga I'm the Green Ranger Team major we party like teenagers I'm in the green Range nigga I'm the Green Ranger Cole I don't even like this beat but f**k it I'mma only spit a few bars coz I don't like this beat Bitch I'm not old news I'm more like gold shoes She eat my whole dick she like Whole Foods They say I'm old school but I dropped out Drop ya body off at a cops house They throwing up them bricks you better box out My niggas got enough white to build Barack house I got my drawers on Sam Rothstein 44 on my waist Rick Ross jeans I've been faded stone wash jeans New pussy new money New Orleans 50 up in that uzi G-G-G-Unit I murk you with that bitch scratch the serial number re-use it I'm from the N-O stretch niggas out like limo's Uzi go zit-zit-zit-zit-zit-zit-zit that's pimples I'm bout to go banana puddin' You a dyke cause your man a pussy Hit you from the blindside no Sandra Bullock Never bite the hand that feeds you Always watch the hand that's cooking Tunechi D4 Ho shout out Cole You already know what it is Cole World Wayne's World we in this bitch ho Special delivery at your front door