Hard
I go hard in the paint
Hustle god (wooh!) Hustle god
Hustle, hustle, hustle
Believe that
Hustle god, hustle
I'm powered up
Hustle, hustle, hustle god
Hustle
Welcome to gladiator school
God
Who said white man can't jump?
Hustle god
I go hard in the motherfuckin' paint Cracka
Major paper stacker trappin' ass Caucasian rapper
Ride for the squad, this that hustle god (hustle god)
We dem boys, started off as the under dawg
Wake up in the morning, taking money calls (money calls)
I call a play and watch a package, do a summersault
Po' a four inside a styrofoam cup
Trap booming like the drive through at Starbucks
Local artist talking trash, tryna start something (oh, yeah)
I threw his album in the garbage like cigar guts (boom-boom-boom-boom)
Champion jumping out the gym, you know I go hard in the paint
Big lifted up camouflage, truck look like I'm parking a tank
Sparking that dank, stanking like a grow house, when I walk in the bank
Weed so loud so that my neighbors had to file a noise complaint
I used to dream I'd be the starting quarter back on Florida State
Instead, I chose scoring touch downs in the trap, when an order is placed
Special delivery come with a tracker
Send me the cash and drop me and addy
In grass valley, I'll throw you an alley
Make a box slam dunk in Miami
Magic mushrooms in chocolate candy
THC infused Jamaican patty's
Life's geat and my family is happy
Baby Bradley 'bout to stunt like his daddy
Wifey counting money keep it classy
Riding this beat like I'm driving a tax
White runts inside of a baggie
I hot box a van like scooby and shaggy
I go hard in the motherfuckin' paint Cracka (yeah)
Major paper stacker trappin' ass Caucasian rapper (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ride for the squad this that hustle god (hustle god)
We dem boys, started off as the under dawg (under dawg)
Wake up in the morning taking money calls (money calls)
I call a play and make a package, do a summersault
Po' a four inside a styrofoam cup
Trap booming like the drive through at Starbucks (Starbucks)
Local artist talking trash tryna start something (oh, yeah)
I threw his album in the garbage like cigar guts (boom-boom-boom-boom)
Cigar guts
I threw his album in the trash like cigar guts
I go hard in the motherfuckin' paint Cracka
Wooh!