[Chorus: Sample]
How do you want it?
How do you feel?
Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game
Livin' in the fast lane, I'm for real
[Verse 2: Izaguirre]
Bitch, you thought that Izzy wasn't gonna be on this?
I'm riding down the street and I be revving up my engine
When it comes to making tracks, you fucking with the best, bitch
Nicotine is in my fucking lungs and I could care less
Call up my boy Jacob but we crash your fucking parties
Yeah, I know she's into me
I could take your fucking shawty
If you need that Choppa Talk I'll call my homeboy Oxy
I be representing Bleach
You know that we the posse
[Chorus: Sample]
How do you want it?
How do you feel?
Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game
Livin' in the fast lane, I'm for real
How do you want it yeah?
How do you feel?
Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game
Livin' in the fast lane, I'm for real
[Verse 3: Oxycaution]
How you want it, bitch?
On your ass or your face?
Oooh
Choppa caught a body and I'm 'bout to hit the race too
Just trying to get rich
Cop some weed or a fit
Where your girl at?
With me and her lips are on my dick
Count my sins up
Holy water leaving scars, aye
Rocket on me so I'll send a nigga to the stars, yeah
Lost a couple niggas to the xannies
Yeah, the bars (aye)
Money stretching
I'm finessing 'til I'm copping foreign cars
[Verse 4: Advancers]
I just want to cop designer
Head up the hills
But you know there's people plotting when they see you counting bills
I would never let it up
Just to see myself a Mil'
Say she want to date me
Wanna see if this shit real
I just want to tell you the truth:
We making moves
Had to roll a couple blunts
Now I'm living in the groove
Had to cut that bitch off
She was fucking up my mood
But she sucked me off once
Now she got a sweet tooth
[Chorus: Sample]
How do you want it?
How do you feel?
Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game
Livin' in the fast lane, I'm for real
How do you want it yeah?
How do you feel?
Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game
Livin' in the fast lane, I'm for real