Still Going In (Reloaded Version)

Yeah
Ayy
Ayy

I said they heard that I'm a boss, I gotta motherfucking prove it (what?)
Freezer full a niggas, she like, "Quan, you the coolest" (yeah)
Bitch, you watching me like a motherfucking movie
I got four hoes a piece in the pool in my jacuzzi, toothless (what? What?)
'Cause I'm spittin' like a motherfucking infant, ruthless (yeah)
Top gone and I'm ridin' on skinnies, Coupes
Her top gone and she hidin' behind the tinted, dueces (ho)
To them fuck niggas who never thought I wouldn't be shit
On some G shit, MOB shit, that Louie V on me (I swear to God)
And I keep it like a free bitch, that Glock 40 on me (not you niggas)
And I'm back off in the kitchen, you don't know about it (what?)
The pack have 'em itching just like poison ivy
I got GPS bullets that'll go and find him
Name a nigga better than me, I'ma go and sign him
All my niggas eye to eye, never go behind him
Tell yo' ho remind him, chop and screw, rewind him

I told y'all niggas I was still goin' in, man
Ayy
Y'all niggas better listen up, man, and watch me

Ayy, okay now
Since it's hard to find me, binoculars see me farther
In the trap like a spider, my name should be Peter Parker (what?)
Blowing that Mary Jane while popping them Green Goblins (uh-huh)
Door hanging off the hinges from keeping them fiends knocking (okay)
And I got ounces in my jean pocket, that's how we rocking (what?)
With a check like Nike, I could never Reebok it (uh-uh)
If Nard ain't got no more 82, he gon' have to ship it (come on)
Ayy, geometric numbers, call me the math mathematician
I'ma add it then subtract it (go, yeah)
Move the pack in the fastest (what?)
Stretch it backwards, like elastic, dramatic (okay)
Money convo, I can't hear the hater
How could I forget the baking soda in the refrigerator?

I'm still going in on these nigga's asses (I'm still going in)
I'm still going in on these nigga's asses (I'm still going in)
I refuse to grab a pen on these nigga's asses (I refuse to grab a pen)
I got the torch now and I don't know if I'ma pass it (pass it, pass it)
I'm still going in on these nigga's asses (I'm still going in)
I'm still going in on these nigga's asses (I'm still going in)
I refuse to grab a pen on these nigga's asses (I refuse to grab a pen)
I got the torch now and I don't know if I'ma pass it (ayy, ayy, ayy)

Ayy, man, Ripley's Believe It or Not in this motherfucker, man
Know I'm sayin', no pen, nigga
I'm in this motherfucker, nah I mean?
We in this motherfucker, Rich Homie, baby
Ayy, still goin' in, nigga