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[INTRO] Hold up, hold up, hold up I don't think y'all know what's going on right now [VERSE 1] They got wicker in the booth, he's about to ignite Wick light this bitch up, let's go, brrrrrrrrrrrr Whoever, would’ve thought a little muthafucka from The Land Came up and made them stacks, never was warm in the city, so I had to get on the record and blaze these tracks All around haters every day, but that’s just what fame attracts Fuck that, where the bucks at? Man I need that green in my box like Apple Jacks Matter fact, see me in a ride so foreign you can't understand Six speed, hitting 60, 0 to 3, so come catch me if you can [CHORUS] Speak in ebonics, give a fuck what Mr. Messer said Let a smart girl read my dick-tionary, I call that "Ms. Messer head" Man I gotta get it, when I'm gonna get it, how I gotta get it, and whenever I'mma do, I get that Every moment I want it, cause every day I be grinding So when you wanna make a move, I'm with that, yeah WICK off the block, Monster in the [VERSE 2] Lights flash, I'm on the grind, no pause, no rewind Every step a milestone, every rhyme a design Heat in the city, I stay on fire, watch me climb From the bottom to the top, every line’s a climb Stacking green like coins in the bank, no lag Life’s a hustle, I’m on track, never sag All the haters try to bring me down, but I rise Eyes on the prize, I'm cuttin' through the lies [CHORUS] Speak in ebonics, give a fuck what Mr. Messer said Let a smart girl read my dick-tionary, I call that "Ms. Messer head" Man I gotta get it, when I'm gonna get it, how I gotta get it, and whenever I'mma do, I get that Every moment I want it, cause every day I be grinding So when you wanna make a move, I'm with that,