(Cal-A, keep it lit)
Ask Bape, I got every cleat up in the store (cleat check)
ALLBLACK got some real pimpin' goin' on
Hit Barneys, spend a D, press Scott on Louis (thank you)
Thought I was 1017 in all this Gucci (Gucci)
Jewish money like I'm Berkley, bustdown jew'y (yeah, yeah)
I'm the cleat man and money man, bitch, salute me
Field Marshall, or the blade, all I served is coochie
Austin Powers groovy, molly in me, it's a movie
I ain't lovin', cuffin' nothin', that's for everybody
I'm like Tre Factor, my knockoff pockets is sloppy (I need it all)
Put your hands on your knees, bitch, give me a boost (break your back)
I need a bitch who don't mind rubbers on her tooth
Bust an outcall with a white colored jawn at Ruths
Glock in the coupe, I'm in the field turned up like Juice
Everybody in your clique gon' die, you touch me (die)
