Lyrics:

Yo nigga, we rollin' on the phone,
Rollin' mo scrilla on my primCo phone,
I'm like a big fat gorilla with my skizza,
Like a mutha fuckin' game quizza.
I buss a left, a right, I'm mutha fuckin' tight,
My frosty wrist is worth a mill,
Now get down ho and suck on lil' will,
We rollin' down the block, with intendin to kill,


Put up yo mutha fuckin' hands, yo, this shit fo' reel,
The Po'Po' be creepin' on the lo' lo',
'Cause they don't no no, I'm the big ass skrilla that be fuckin' yo ho,
Now get down on your knees and slop da knob,
Don't fuck with this skrilla, I'm the motha fuckin' bomb,
And I eat chicken wangs with corn on the cob.