On the beach in Hawaii, minus the grass skirt
And MCF, mean Cash First s***, picture the kid
It's M E F, and I ain't Biggie, but I'm just as Bad, Boy
Word up, don't ever count me out, just count me the f*** in
Until they back hurt, money talking, wonder what that's worth
Blast first, ask questions last
Live with it, somebody done f**ked up
Knock, knock, who is it, ah sh*****, hot peas and butter
What's hood? Staten Island Advance
What happens when your co-d's is talking to police, you dig?
Y'all done did it, done stepped in it, now run and tell them
Can you dig it, you'll never stop the kid up in the fitted?
Of nothing to ten, a ten, man, it's nothing to him
N***** who the realest, somebody done f**ked up, now
Come and get it, somebody done f**ked up, now
Live with it, somebody done f**ked up
In the GM with your BM in the passenger seat
See you can tell by how I'm clutching my pen like Mae Weather
It's New Yitty, this ain't just a fad
Come and get it, somebody done f**ked up, now
Y'all done did it, done stepped in it, now run and tell them
Meth spit it, I comes with it, quick to tell these critics
Tell the label give me something to spin and every light got a price
Crushing the s*** that you bring, you know how we do things
Riding hood, by my hood, ain't no hike in the wood
Y'all done did it, done stepped in it, now run and tell them
Knock, knock, who is it, ah sh*****, hot peas and butter
Can you dig it, you'll never stop the kid up in the fitted?
Come and get it, somebody done f**ked up, now
Life is good, it's so good, live it twice if I could
Eat a didick, somebody done f**ked up, now
Can you dig it, you'll never stop the kid up in the fitted?
Meth spit it, I comes with it, quick to tell these critics
And the crowd vict' with Officer Brown patting him down
Yo, pulling my shoes up, scuffing my Timbs, back to when?
Eat a didick, somebody done f**ked up, now
Live with it, somebody done f**ked up
They're ain't a pedophile could f*** with the kid
Puffing again, who stunting, cops f**ked* with them
On my way the w***spot, what's good?
N***** who the realest, somebody done f**ked up, now
Look, I'm cutting corners on these clowns, m******** and pounds
Man, these fiends know my past work, held a monkey
Found with Staten Island n***** that run up on you with rounds
Man, it's me, once again it's that Wu-Tang
Half a cig, let me f*** with ya wig, although you loving the style
Big up to my man Magic down in MIA, what up cuzo?
Y'all be the judge, look what happened to Cocheese
Touching her chin, she stunting, going up in her friend
Yeah, Big M-E-F, Staten Island Advance, motherf**ked*
S***'s thick, thick as harmony grits, 'cause with some thugs
Feeling the blow, goose bumping the skin, and on the scale
N***** who the realest, somebody done f**ked up, now
You want a slice but we ain't cutting you in
Eat a didick, somebody done f**ked up, now
Ain't no, harmony bitch, them n*****probably snitch
Black herse, n****, stretch yo a**, y'all n*****know what this is
Meth spit it, I comes with it, quick to tell these critics
Knock, knock, who is it, ah sh*****, hot peas and butter
Take a drag, pass it around, guess who back in your town
Now that I'm back up on my, feet, take it back to the streets
