You a Genius

Nigga turn a fo' to a half; You a genius

From a eight-ball, a thousand grams; You a genius

Put it on the stove, cook it up; You a genius

Break it down, bag it up, distribute it; You a genius

Sell weed on the porch, gettin paid; You a genius

G-G-Got ki's off the boat, street nigga; You a genius

P-P-Put in on the stove, cook it up; You a genius

Break it down, bag it up, distribute it; You a genius

Ask Joey where that rock at

Lebron James couldn't stop that

Posted up wit' my trill niggas, ain't nobody got that

It's soda pop and that water-water

Wal-Greens, sell any order

I'm a chemist on that stove, turn a soft eighth to a hard quarter

Livin like a nightmare

My rifle man be right there

I bubble up and I cook it up, I'm Einstein without the white hair

And I don't need no recipe but this microwave be cookin

I had to check my bitch for using the same pot that I cook in

Then I gave the rock to Boz and he brought me back some paper

Courtney dropped me off a gun and said "Keep that for them haters"

This applied knowledge I got, it ain't come from no book

If you make it out, you a genius; If you get caught, you a crook

Nigga turn a fo' to a half; You a genius

From a eight-ball, a thousand grams; You a genius

Put it on the stove, cook it up; You a genius

Break it down, bag it up, distribute it; You a genius

Sell weed on the porch, gettin paid; You a genius

G-G-Got ki's off the boat, street nigga; You a genius

P-P-Put in on the stove, cook it up; You a genius

Break it down, bag it up, distribute it; You a genius

Much more than I seen

Came up from a triple beam

I'm a young G, how I mack em out my whole team

Can't speak too fluent

I can do anything if my mind put to it

No Limit Forever, don't change 'til the grave

All my G's influenced

All the change I pull

Laces down to the Louie V made bowls

Me and Benz on tour

Nigga here's a million dollars in my roll

Turnin twenty-four, turnin fourty-eight

I'ma knock 'em out with it

Never use the phone when you ride around with it

Chance, stop em, tell 'em I did it

Really gettin money? Y'all Barbie killers

Ask the boy, the Don; Percy Miller

Nigga this money stacked to the ceiling

From all this crack and weed dealing

Haters ain't any interference

Let 'em get to the money, that's gon kill 'em

Planning my steps, watching my moves

All my G's gon' feel him

Mob!

Nigga turn a fo' to a half; You a genius

From a eight-ball, a thousand grams; You a genius

Put it on the stove, cook it up; You a genius

Break it down, bag it up, distribute it; You a genius

Sell weed on the porch, gettin paid; You a genius

G-G-Got ki's off the boat, street nigga; You a genius

P-P-Put in on the stove, cook it up; You a genius

Break it down, bag it up, distribute it; You a genius

If you could look at it, and don't even need no scale

You a genius

If you could just cook that thang up, with the earl and shake it

You really a chemist, you a genius

But if you could clean ya dirty money up to good money and survive this crazy shit

You a genius, ya feel me?