Yo
Who that? Who that?
Who that? Who that? Who that, uh
Flipmode, uh, Icewater, yeah, Flipmode, come on
Icewater, let's get it, come on
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, uh (check)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I come with a grind and put it down, picture perfect
Rep for the whole team
Get it in, like a needle in an arm of a dope fiend
And again, dip fresher than a tux from Armani, nigga
Eating that Cipriani, spending money like Gotti
Pull out my cold watch, Swiss edition, Rio collection, I'm out
Let me put you on to what you don't know about
Like the Bombardier Challenger 300 private plane
Shades Cartier, Gaultier suit and they like my name
Busta Bus, see how they love it and know it
Not only the type to show it, I'm nice as a poet
Every now and then I might give you a chance and you blow it and pounce
And fight in the dance, get it popping while choking them out
Smoking them out, poking them out, see, I ain't playing
I'm focused like mercenaries, I'm ready to ounce, I'm laying
For this money, I'll rake in the stakes, while they pulling the port
Pay me money I ain't taking no shorts

It's like back in the days
When niggas used to hustle for the skrilla
Formulate a plan, don't even plot, just get a nigga
But, see, we knew a crew of dudes, who hustled a lot
We broke the opportunities and set up drug deals in the parking lot
Stacking 'cause it's necessary, notice how the world go 'round
See it's imperative, we get richer than rich
You see we hustling across the border (Icewater)
Hurting the town
This money probably got me mistreating your bitch, do it big

Ayo, Busta Bus, what's good? (Shit, shit)
What's popping, homie? (What's popping?)
Niggas think they hot, but they not
Need to stop it, homie (stop it)
Listen man, don't make me put my hand inside my pocket, homie
(Oh, you got that thang thang)
Ayo, shit, I got a rocket, homie
Slip up and it's gon' tear a bone up out the socket, homie
(I don't think they want that)
Come on, stay with logic, homie
Ice Dot and Flipmode (it sounds like a problem, homie)
Yo, I whoop ass, yeah (kick ass, like a game of soccer, homie)
Yo, Miz, they done fucked up (somebody call a doctor, homie)
Bust, yo, good looking, homie (music got them hookers on me)
Ice Dot, straight hood, your boy spit that crack, homie
(Dj, what's good?) Come on, bring it back, homie

It's like back in the days
When niggas used to hustle for the skrilla
Formulate a plan, don't even plot, just get a nigga
But, see, we knew a crew of dudes, who hustled a lot
We broke the opportunities and set up drug deals in the parking lot
Stacking 'cause it's necessary, notice how the world go 'round
See it's imperative, we get richer than rich
You see we hustling across the border (Icewater)
Hurting the town
This money probably got me mistreating your bitch, do it big

Look, let me find out you coming to harm me
And I'ma hit my nigga Bus up (what up, Bus?)
Catch you under that palm tree
And the weed be the color of Barney (purple)
The size CE, you got beef, better come with your army (let's go)
And Chef pull the cars up
And I ain't talking 'bout no coffee, nigga (nope)
When I tell you that I'm getting Starbucks
You can get your squad touched (touched)
It's the Water and Flipmode
With a shitload of that hard stuff

I'm like a 2009 Jordan, known to be sporting
New waves, new uniform on, important
Political prisoner, charisma, got me sniffing money
Regardless, jumping out the V dog with RZA
Hypothetically my joint athletically
Better be, we safe and in question, nigga, you said it be
Fully charged, new one-on-one in the garage
Large, niggas they chill and bitches they dodge
What's the deal, little homie?
It's only real, got tech and ill
I only carry steel out when I'm lonely
Bloodhounds who play the building, buildin', brick at a time
Trying to turn my little dime into a million

It's like back in the days
When niggas used to hustle for the skrilla
Formulate a plan, don't even plot, just get a nigga
But, see, we knew a crew of dudes, who hustled a lot
We broke the opportunities and set up drug deals in the parking lot
Stacking 'cause it's necessary, notice how the world go 'round
See it's imperative, we get richer than rich
You see we hustling across the border (Icewater)
Hurting the town
This money probably got me mistreating your bitch, do it big (yeah)

Busta Bus, nigga
What's poppin', homie?
Yeah
Good looking for the love and support, baby
You already know, Ice Dot

Copyright: Downtown Music Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): ANTHONY WILLIAMS, COREY WOODS, EDWARD JOSEPH BAYLING, SAM SIMPSON, TREVOR TAHIEM SMITH