You fuck with the one, they fuck with you, what?
The niggas-, the bi-, the dumb-ass bitches wanna come up
And lay up and give you some pussy, at what?
12, one o'clock at night
Face-ass nigga, do I look dumb, stupid or slow?
Nigga please, what the fuck is you talkin' about?
Just like you wanna stick the dick up in me
I want some motherfuckin' money
And don't get in your motherfuckin' feelings
When you see me in the motherfuckin' club randomly
One of your niggas wanna get down on me
And I-I wanna give them some pussy 'cause they gave me some money
Know what I mean? It's easy
This world's all about money and pussy
And you need to fi-
Rich nigga shit, I do a lot of
Nigga, we be sippin' out the bottle
I be fresh as hell, rockin' Prada
Hoppin' out the PJ with a model
Rich nigga shit, I do a lot of
Nigga, we be sippin' out the bottle
I be fresh as hell, rockin' Prada
Hoppin' out the PJ with a model
Swimmin' in a baddie, tryna drown
Ev-every nigga with me got style
I won't-I won't put a watch on 'less it cost a hundred thou'
I want-I want all the money and the power
She took me for granted even when I tried to show her the better me
I did a 69 with hеr friend, I'm prayin' to God she don't tell on mе
Used to ride MARTA, now a nigga gettin' head in the Cullinan
Percocet got me floatin' like a butterfly but I'll sting you like a bumblebee
Percocet got me floatin' like a butterfly but I'll sting you like a bumblebee
Percoc-Percocet got me floatin' like a butterfly but I'll-
Percocet got me floatin' like a butterfly but I'll-
Percocet got me floatin' like a butterfly but I'll sting you like a bumblebee
Saint Laurent the only thing I put on my back
Off-White jeans look like cooked crack
I call the-I call the Porsche stomach 'cause the shit snatch
Gave my-gave my girl a dub, now her butt fat
You might-you might take your women to the Louis store
My b-my bitches be askin', "Where's Chanel at?"
I know you-I know you see them crosses, yeah, that's Chrome Hearts
All this-all this water on me, where the whales at?
Stars in the ceilin', I'm where God at
This supercharger whine like the car mad (car mad)
Savage got a whole lotta hits, dawg (hits, dawg)
I be droppin' bombs like Baghdad
Rich nigga shit, I do a lot of
Nigga, we be sippin' out the bottle
I be fresh as hell, rockin' Prada
Nigga, we be sippin' out the bottle
I be fresh as hell, rockin' Prada, Prada
Nigga, we be sippin' out the bottle
I be fresh as hell, rockin' Prada
Hoppin' out the PJ with a model
Swimmin' in a baddie, tryna drown
Every-every nigga with me got style
I won't-I won't put a watch on 'less it cost a hundred thou'
I want-I want all the money and the pow-power
I've been-I've been in the vault with the gold in the back
No longer my dawg 'cause you told, you a rat (ayy)
Back-to-back Porsche, me and Savage ridin' 'round
In the town where the pipes have you loud out the back
I've been in the vault with the gold in the back (ayy)
No longer my dawg 'cause you told, you a rat (ayy)
Back-to-back Porsche, me and Savage ridin' 'round
In the town where the pipes have you loud out the back
I've been in the vault with the gold in the back (ayy)
No longer my dawg 'cause you told, you a rat
Back-to-back Porsche, me and Savage ridin' 'round
In the town where the pipes have you loud out the back
Five-five hundred racks what it cost to be exact
And it takes one mil', 500 thousand racks
I ain't-ain't even take the Rolls-Royce truck back
Bought the new one with the stars and the wheelbase stretched
You can open up the door but you ain't gotta close it back (woo)
Everything electric, baby, everything a blessing (it's a blessing)
Keep a ring and a Rollie for your next bitch (yeah)
Niggas riding 'round in Chargers tryna split shit (slatt)
I been ridin' with a cutter, call it stick shift (brr)
When I eat, I got a Goyard handkerchief (yeah)
Lil' mama-mama on her knees and her ankle lift (facts)
I can get 'em knocked off without a finger lift
Rich nigga shit, I do a lot of
Nigga, we be sippin' out the bottle
I be-I be fresh as hell, rockin' Prada
Hoppin'-hoppin' out the PJ with a model
Swimmin'-swimmin' in a baddie, tryna drown
Every-every nigga with me got style
I won't put a watch on 'less it cost a hundred thou'
I want all the money and the power
Yeah, rest in peace to the one who made this sound cool
Robert Earl Davis Jr., DJ Screw, yeah
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