Ball so hard, muthaf-ckas wanna fine me These niggas can't find me Cause I'm probably in the air Cuttin' through the clouds in a Lear G-5′in Bitch nigga, we mobbin' Rich nigga, we buyin', any bitch we wanna And it go 'room when I hit that corner in a batmobile Trap for real, bullets hit ya head Make ya head go still Niggas always ask why you rap so real Cause I be in the trap sellin' crack pills? Got them racks on I'll, money so sick I don't give a fuck who you run and go get Ross with a boat cause I wanna go fish With his all yellow rolli got these niggas so pissed
Shittin' on these niggas where my toilet Jordan's, you ain't never seen 'em cause I'm ballin' Board as shit, I spent be so retarded Cause I don't even write I'm just recording Got an AP, Rolex, Cartier to the Hublot I ain't even have to hit the bank I bought this shit from a few shows With a new hoe in my view so... beautiful, I see a few hoes Anchorman, that forecast I say it's coming and they move the snow Ha, got a young bitch look like Nicki tho (Nicki tho) I said could ya keep a secret just like Vicki tho I let her sip Ciroc and hit the sticky tho Told her she can kiss my neck but just don't give me no hickies ho Cause my baby momma be trippin' All these ones I be whippin' All this paper I be gettin' I be dunkin on 'em: Blake Griffin Nigga, I got now, you got no! No W's for the loser's tho All this ice like jewelry show Riding so slow like a funeral Look at my neck, take a look at my wrist Look at my pockets, take a look at my bitch Let me take 'em way back Finna like '86, all eyes on me When I step up in the club I feelin' like Rich Porter that is, I slaughter that bitch Don't touch that work, I order that shit I wouldn't give a damn, what corner that is If they cop that work, I goin' at that bitch With' a whole sack, no rap, weed, pills, dope, crack Droppin' right on 'em like hold that Feds takin' pictures like Kodak Tappin' my phone, watching my home They watchin' me and I'm watching the throne? See suckin' me and I'm watching the dome Perc in my system and I'm in the zone, yeah, I'm gettin' gone Phantom, Ghost, like 'em, chase 'em, Pacman All this money on my mind, you see it on my catscan NiggaTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
