[Hook] Step in the dome Hialeah Homegrown We be hittin crippie sippin the E&J and zonin We be trippin mixing the liquor Different color tones Hit the beach when we creep Bitches know that its on And we living youthful like the fountain in the middle Chicos rap hopen they make scraps off the riddle Sluts, skanks, and snitches some suckas they be skittles And its funny even on sunny days it could drizzle [Verse 1] That shit ain't crippie if it doesn't leave you walkin crippled I've noticed niggas purchase ounces have they profits tripled Don't think that serving green and makin cream is just that simple I've seen niggas get split over skimpy nickels Expecting dollar waterfalls but only get a trickle You should holler to the rich livin out in brickell Trying to launch your bizness just like a us missile You might need people on high places when your in a pickle What you think your product of narcotic being sold Isn't really being traced cuz it got no barcode The load been counted for way before it was dropped From the yacht to the dock distributed on my block Don't be stupid growing crip inside yo closet space Electric sockets FPL yo they got you traced I tell you info so you know but I ain't sellin it Although its easier to smuggle yae then my relative [Hook] If I'ma do it I'm a do it I ain't livin to bluff Getting mad because my high ain't sufficient enough Flip the crip in a dutch I'm wuick to say Fuck the world I don't believe in friends if shes fine I'm fuckin his girl I've been living a whirlwind Pray to god I'm around when the world ends Cuz I live this life of hectic make my money from serving Some malt liquor be my breakfast Rollin with scandalous Cuban boys leave you breathless Your fate depends what we price on the necklace Try to flip the script on me you can't Must respect the shit I spit you pank Ass chico backwards Think they makin a movement I'm about to attack on these cowards So the next time these suckas wanna know what I claim I'll tell them simple and plain I been raised in the H.I.A [Hook]