[Chorus Rick Ross & [Rick 600 Benz, six hundred grand That was six years ago, whips come from I get that on my face I get work on my face
600 Benz, condo six hundred I got twelve hundred kicks, them straight from Japan My ambition is wicked, I put that on my hands
[Rick I get that on my face I put that on my man
1 - Wale] Wale, real niggas what I told, bomb haze I just tell CJ keep on rolling, my shorty Tinted out, you ain't through All black everything, this shit a HBCU Maybach Music, moves Bitch I'm major loot I make my old bitches buy me all the shoes One whip just ain't enough, I just seen thirty You only half a W without a V Got to be dreaming, bitch got to be when I was twenty I had a Camry and tokens But now I'm okay, bitch I got my shit Rosay told me keep on working, shorty you'll be rich forever, Forever my endeavors, and I sever my I'm cold like it's in Denver The dilemma is, you think I got no You think I'm here flossing or horse shit about caution
[Verse 2 - Depending on how I feel, either the or sedan I'm only dealing with you, to do with your man Niggas'll ruin your plans, it's to do what you can I'm up to six hundred bricks, with two hundred grams Hand to in the cold Pockets on swole I was breaking them down, now I'm them whole straight out the kitchen Ain't no You just shut up and listen, and you can the mission Know you me to fall I do nothing but ball You heard I was in jail, but I just came from the I'm on my way to the jeweler, about to cop me a Keep the digital ruler, at arm's of the Ruger a bitch and I feel her Ain't nobody iller, but there go Catch me blowing Used to be blood money, now go hard scrilla After I it all up, I'ma go to the dealer and get a...
[Verse 3 - Hope you heard that This that I been because I've been saving for that Benz flow So mash on assholes with badges Tell them niggas we throwed, but never gone catch us If I am pulled over, I know they be on it it's hot in here, and I got no L like the '72 Dolphins Whoo, race my nigga, and I bet you never pass me like a safety I'm Polamalu, 600, the model My newest motto to use a condom with newest Uh, got a on the dash, huh? Y'all ain't killers y'all got hundred dash guns I'm a rare one, camos and rare ones Where I'm a circus, hope you don't expect a fair one Dropping hundreds it ain't nothing it was, but you know I never saying nothing