[Verse 1 - Ace Hood]
Mister Hood
Ni**a I`m good
Ace Hood
Face good
Wish a ni**a would
Take this
Bake this
Feed it to the wolves
A motherf**ker should
I`m beating like band wood
That black flag swag is part of my man hood
That pistol on that seat is just keeping your man good
I`ll pop his top like drops and can goods
I`m gutter
Tell you one thing about me
I`m stuck to the green
Like the coke to the fiends
And if by all means
Just pay me in all green
Sprite chasing the promethezine, I`m on lean
Ball Greez my dude, we goon your whole team
I`m him them dangers ask your man mane
Fifteen bottles of Rose and champagne
Ni**as they know the name and understand the game
I know you see the chain
It`s We the Best the game

[Chorus - Ace Hood]
Bitch I`m ruthless
Boy I`m a G
And you don`t know a motherf**king thing about me
One thing about me
I do it for the streets
I do it for the killers and them young O.G.s
Tell you this about me
(About me)
About me
(About me)
I`m a G I`ma rock with that beat
Tell you this about me
(About me)
About me,
(About me)
I`ma keep that black flag on me
Tell you that about me

[Verse 2 - Ballgreezy]
I`ma stack my bread and f**k ni**a`s hoes
Shoot dice, drink liquor, and sell dope
Tote fire, stay fresh everywhere I go
Pop pills and while I`m getting my goon on
Pack extra clips, and get my suit on
Ask bitch ass ni**as who want to move wrong
So if you got it on your mind let a ni**a know
So I could show you that the .9 send ni**as home
Other then that, the street ni**as love Greez
Even though they baby momma want to f**k me
I`m one hundred about everything the boy do
That`s why the crowd behind me everywhere I move
And you can tell by the swag Greez about money
And I don`t play no games when it`s about money
I do it for them young ni**as that pop beams
The hot boys with big stacks the cops see

[Chorus]

[Verse 3 - Ace Hood]
Aye where my goons at?
Where my G`s at?
Where them killers and them zoes staying so strapped?
Broward County on the map, that`s a known fact
And when I talk back, people running four flat
And night see the light, you can follow that
I creep all black
So strapped
F**k rap get your baby boy kidnapped
Black flag, my rag got the wrist wrap
Respecet G, when I walk not a pen tap
Because I`m me
Who`s he? We could end that
Street ni**a ain`t no time for that chit chat
I`m cold like Coronas in a 6 pack
Ace Hood getting head like a ball cap
One thing about me I don`t call back
Fall back, I`m addicted to the brown bag
MC Hammer swag
`Can`t touch that`

[Chorus]