If all of a sudden I went broke she'd probably break the fuck out On the round to be part of the end crowd Trying to get poppin' by association that's close to hate Hold another wind shit, hold wait a minute Cappuccino rose It was not tenant, I'm high in it Twist my fingers, throw my set up at the camera lenses Had a few cold ones in my life Each of them earned some benzes I let them keep them when I clip them Thank you for the memories, hold on Keep the air, chips on, smoke with it, hold on postman Rule number one, don't talk about me Chips on, smoke with it Rule number one, don't talk about me Thank you for the memories Dipping the rods and zap when the flashbacks hit me I done put some bitches on the map, just some hangin' with me What type of clown is that, one of the illest niggas My peers know that to be a fact Walkin' in the room is million dollar daps Contactless paid, I just cleared 500 racks, nigga fuck what you say All I care about is you, all I care about is scratch