[Verse One] This is a pop pill culture we willin' to try it Anything from implantin' plastic to the Atkin's diet We gone flap 'til we die like a fish
chillin I'm chillin chillin, I'm chillin chillin I'm just chillin I'm chillin chillin, I'm chillin chillin [Verse 1 - Swizz Beatz] I got my Balmain on Plus my Louis
[Lupe: talking followed by Pen Writing] [Verse 1:] Before I start, like to make sure I'm smart Gather my composure, rather my swagger and my culture
wish a motherfucker the best of a lucka Suckers can kiss my pickle, adjust your lip up and fucking pucker I got pull like a trucker, specifically southern Louie