Hey, you, get off my cloud
You don't know me, and you don't know my style
Gettin' lifted, never comin' down
Gettin' lifted

Gettin’ dumb on the drum
rum-pum-pum-pum-pum
Better run, when I come, what a Bomb Bomb
Sippin’ on coke and rum, gettin’ so drunk
Everyone wonderin where she come from?

Got gold on my necklace, and gold on my wrist
Girls gettin’ mad cause their boys want a kiss
Fast with the cash, I just throw it in the bag
Everything I wanna have
well I think you get the gist

Upside downside, inside outside
Hittin’ you from every angle,
there’s no doubt
Poetry in motion, coast to coast and
Rube it in your skin like lotion

I got myself a 40
I got myself a shorty
And I’m about to go get lifted
Yes, I’m about to go get lifted