Roll it back lets take it from the f*cking start
Running down the city with my mother f*cking glock
All these bad bitches been sucking on my rock
Locked and loaded shooting down the mother f*cking ops
I got a passion, yeah, yeah
I got a fashion, yeah, yeah
Taking my time, looking sublime, looking divine, its show time
I got a passion, yeah, yeah
Bitches be gassin, yeah, yeah
Licking the crumbs, looking for funds, smoking blunts, calling it love
75500, woo, woo
75500, thats my f*cking code
75500, woo, woo
All these bad bitches shitting on my motherf*cking code
I've been thinking about these haters way too much
All these fake ass pakis taking pictures of their brunch
Cruising with the bitches ending up on a crutch
Blue Louis bag maybe I'm no one to judge
Got their red iphones with the lamborghini sticker
Moving up the classes hoping to find someone richer
Pink sweat pants making that ass look thicker
50k on a king with a f*cking ace kicker
I got a passion, yeah, yeah
I got a fashion, yeah, yeah
Taking my time to write these rhymes
Killing pakis with my mind
I got a passion, yeah, yeah
Bitches be gassin, yeah, yeah
Looking for bliss, looking for dicks, find em Prince or Will Smith
75500, woo, woo
75500, thats my f*cking code
75500, woo, woo
All these bad bitches shitting on my motherf*cking code