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Description
Featured Vocals: Bo Deal
Mastering Engineer: Colin Leonard
Executive Producer: Debra Antney
Audio Recording Engineer: Finis "KY" White
Mixer: Finis "KY" White
Featured Vocals: Kebo Gotti
Featured Vocals: Mouse
Producer: Niko and Lil John
Producer: Niko and Lil Jon
Executive Producer: Waka Flocka Flame
Rapper Vocals: Waka Flocka Flame
Writer: A. Frelix
Writer: B. Deal
Writer: D. Chatman
Writer: J. Malphurs
Writer: J. Smith
Writer: Niko
Lyrics and translation
Original
Flocka! Aye how they look man? Hold up man, pass the blunt down man.
Aye man pass that Hennessy man, real shit man. We'll smoke and drink this one man, recline back man.
Aye pa- aye plus play some spades and dominoes and shit. Flocka! Flocka! Yeah.
-Smoke and drink. Hit Squad. -A long ride to the west.
M. O. B. across my chest. Lord please don't let me rest. Why these niggas wanna test?
Dear God please give me strength. War time I don't got friends.
Ride this shit 'til the end. Can't lose man I gotta win. Gemini so I keep two Glocks. Flockaveli
I'm God, move opps. Light skin tats, gold dreadlocks. Niggas playin' cops like
Madlock. Aim on point with the scope and the beam. Spray it at your head like Orly
Sheen. Leave a nigga dead, eyes roll back. Baow baow baow, nigga hold that.
-Flocka! -Bitch I'm from the grove.
Where niggas hand to hand, they give up the stove. Some pop pills, some take it up the nose.
Where niggas fuckin' hoes at thirteen. Livin' street life, fuck a hoop dream.
Brick Squad that's my home team. Smoke, drank, smoke, drank nigga.
Smoke, drank, smoke, drank nigga.
Smoke, drank, smoke, drank nigga. Smoke, drank, smoke, drank nigga.
Smoke, drank, smoke, drank nigga. Smoke, drank, smoke, drank nigga.
Smoke, drank, -smoke, drank nigga. -Mouse, kill 'em.
Middle finger to the feds. M. O. B. tatted on my leg.
A couple niggas wanna see me dead. Act like Deebo, get Craiged. Pussy niggas heard what the fuck I said.
Room service tool, I'll make your bed. Bury your body in the backyard shed.
Make a nigga whole body shake, no dreads. Niggas don't really want to war with the kid.
I got more connects than a highway bridge. Flow been cold, store it in the fridge.
A lot of niggas talk about what they should've did.
Call them nigga squares like a motherfuckin' grid. I'm on my grown man like a nigga had a kid.
Gotta ball on them niggas like I'm playin' for the Knicks.
Hit 'em with a shotgun and call that shit the crypt. I ain't worried 'bout the cops, I'm too legit.
I gotta pull money over every single bitch. Mouse in the hood, choppa for that cheese.
Ballin' 'cause I hustle like I'm playin' overseas.
I was raised in the streets, me and my pistol. Movin' these pounds on my bicycle. I'm so official, I earned my stripes.
Bitches on my dick like a parasite. I make 'em tap out like a cage fight.
Then I smoke and drank all fuckin' night. Smoke, drank, smoke, drank nigga.
Smoke, drank, smoke, drank nigga. Smoke, drank, smoke, drank nigga.
Smoke, drank, smoke, drank nigga.
Waka, what it do cuz? I fuck with you nigga the long way. Let's get this money.
-Brick Squad in the building. -Huh? Squad up. Squad up.
Huh? Huh? Huh? See I'ma smoke 'til I can't smoke no more.
Then drank 'til I can't drank no more. Plant a money seed, then watch it grow.
Stand up tall 'til it can't no more. Try me if you want, I swear to God I'll split your cantaloupe.
My choppa fully loaded. I'ma squeeze on you 'til it ain't no more. I run real C like O. G.
and them. Run with the B like Flocka them. Queen Flat, that my partner them. Hit
Squad, man it's a lot of them. You either Oscar Slim or actin' gangsta.
Was an impostor him, better get your rank up. Real money, been had, I bank up.
In the club buyin' bottles, just to pour the drank up.
Who is this nigga tryna act like me? Swaggin', money bounce back like me.
Every hood, every block count stacks like me. Fully loaded Glock, stay strapped like me. Nigga you a nobody, but Keefo got it.
Mr. I Got It, all about makin' profit.
Flocka would've told him, would've been that got him. Been that hit him, been that shot him.
Been that off him, then laughed about him. While I'm blowin' on kush straight from Cali.
Irene shit straight out the Valley. On my duct tape shit and I ain't talkin' Alley.
Flyer than a bird and I ain't talkin' falcon. Plead the fifth every time they ask me.
Disappear just like it's magic. Then reappear, lights, camera, action.
'Cause I smoke, drank, smoke, drank. I smoke, drank, smoke, drank.
I smoke, drank, smoke, drank. I smoke, drank, smoke, drank.
-Flocka! -Got it.
-Got it. -Got it.
-Cuz I see you nigga. -Yeah.
Out here on the West Coast nigga. Now go to the East Coast nigga.
Y'all know how we do it man. Hit Squad, Brick Squad nigga. In, out, gone.
-Squad up. Squad up. -Ha.
Yeah.
English translation
Flocka! Aye how they look man? Hold up man, pass the blunt down man.
Aye man pass that Hennessy man, real shit man. We'll smoke and drink this one man, recline back man.
Aye pa- aye plus play some spades and dominoes and shit. Flocka! Flocka! Yeah.
-Smoke and drink. Hit Squad. -A long ride to the west.
M. O. B. across my chest. Lord please don't let me rest. Why these niggas wanna test?
Dear God please give me strength. War time I don't got friends.
Ride this shit 'til the end. Can't lose man I gotta win. Gemini so I keep two Glocks. Flockaveli
I'm God, move opps. Light skin tats, gold dreadlocks. Niggas playin' cops like
Madlock. Aim on point with the scope and the beam. Spray it at your head like Orly
Sheen. Leave a nigga dead, eyes roll back. Baow baow baow, nigga hold that.
-Flocka! -Bitch I'm from the grove.
Where niggas hand to hand, they give up the stove. Some pop pills, some take it up the nose.
Where niggas fuckin' hoes at thirteen. Livin' street life, fuck a hoop dream.
Brick Squad that's my home team. Smoke, drank, smoke, drank nigga.
Smoke, drank, smoke, drank nigga.
Smoke, drank, smoke, drank nigga. Smoke, drank, smoke, drank nigga.
Smoke, drank, smoke, drank nigga. Smoke, drank, smoke, drank nigga.
Smoke, drank, -smoke, drank nigga. -Mouse, kill 'em.
Middle finger to the feds. M. O. B. tatted on my leg.
A couple niggas wanna see me dead. Act like Deebo, get Craiged. Pussy niggas heard what the fuck I said.
Room service tool, I'll make your bed. Bury your body in the backyard shed.
Make a nigga whole body shake, no dreads. Niggas don't really want to war with the kid.
I got more connects than a highway bridge. Flow been cold, store it in the fridge.
A lot of niggas talk about what they should've did.
Call them nigga squares like a motherfuckin' grid. I'm on my grown man like a nigga had a kid.
Gotta ball on them niggas like I'm playin' for the Knicks.
Hit 'em with a shotgun and call that shit the crypt. I ain't worried 'bout the cops, I'm too legit.
I gotta pull money over every single bitch. Mouse in the hood, choppa for that cheese.
Ballin' 'cause I hustle like I'm playin' overseas.
I was raised in the streets, me and my pistol. Movin' these pounds on my bicycle. I'm so official, I earned my stripes.
Bitches on my dick like a parasite. I make 'em tap out like a cage fight.
Then I smoke and drank all fuckin' night. Smoke, drank, smoke, drank nigga.
Smoke, drank, smoke, drank nigga. Smoke, drank, smoke, drank nigga.
Smoke, drank, smoke, drank nigga.
Waka, what it do cuz? I fuck with you nigga the long way. Let's get this money.
-Brick Squad in the building. -Huh? Squad up. Squad up.
Huh? Huh? Huh? See I'ma smoke 'til I can't smoke no more.
Then drank 'til I can't drank no more. Plant a money seed, then watch it grow.
Stand up tall 'til it can't no more. Try me if you want, I swear to God I'll split your cantaloupe.
My choppa fully loaded. I'ma squeeze on you 'til it ain't no more. I run real C like O. G.
and them. Run with the B like Flocka them. Queen Flat, that my partner them. Hit
Squad, man it's a lot of them. You either Oscar Slim or actin' gangsta.
Was an impostor him, better get your rank up. Real money, been had, I bank up.
In the club buyin' bottles, just to pour the drank up.
Who is this nigga tryna act like me? Swaggin', money bounce back like me.
Every hood, every block count stacks like me. Fully loaded Glock, stay strapped like me. Nigga you a nobody, but Keefo got it.
Mr. I Got It, all about makin' profit.
Flocka would've told him, would've been that got him. Been that hit him, been that shot him.
Been that off him, then laughed about him. While I'm blowin' on kush straight from Cali.
Irene shit straight out the Valley. On my duct tape shit and I ain't talkin' Alley.
Flyer than a bird and I ain't talkin' falcon. Plead the fifth every time they ask me.
Disappear just like it's magic. Then reappear, lights, camera, action.
'Cause I smoke, drank, smoke, drank. I smoke, drank, smoke, drank.
I smoke, drank, smoke, drank. I smoke, drank, smoke, drank.
-Flocka! -Got it.
-Got it. -Got it.
-Cuz I see you nigga. -Yeah.
Out here on the West Coast nigga. Now go to the East Coast nigga.
Y'all know how we do it man. Hit Squad, Brick Squad nigga. In, out, gone.
-Squad up. Squad up. -Ha.
Yeah.