[Chorus Rick Ross & Ross] 600 Benz, six hundred grand That was six years ago, come from Japan I get work on my face I get that work on my
600 Benz, condo six grand I got twelve hundred kicks, bitches straight from Japan My is wicked, I put that shit on my hands
Ross] I get that work on my I put that on my man
[Verse 1 - Wale, real niggas what I told, blowing bomb I tell CJ keep on rolling, that's my shorty Tinted out, you ain't seeing All everything, this shit like a HBCU Maybach Music, major I'm saving major loot I my old bitches buy me all the latest shoes One whip just ain't enough, I just thirty three You only half a W without a V Got to be dreaming, bitch got to be Shorty when I was I had a Camry and tokens But now I'm okay, bitch I got my shit Rosay told me keep on working, you'll be rich forever, ever Forever my endeavors, and I my opponents I'm cold like it's in Denver The dilemma is, you think I got no You I'm just here flossing or horse shit about caution
[Verse 2 - on how I feel, either the coupe or sedan I'm only dealing with you, nothing to do your man Niggas'll ruin your plans, it's best to do you can I'm up to six hundred bricks, started two hundred grams to hand in the cold Pockets on hella I was breaking them down, now I'm selling them Work straight out the no competition You shut up and listen, and you can complete the mission Know you want me to I do nothing but ball You heard I was in jail, but I just from the mall I'm on my way to the jeweler, to cop me a Mueller Keep the digital ruler, at arm's length of the Life's a bitch and I her nobody iller, but there go Godzilla Catch me vanillas Used to be money, now it's go hard scrilla After I count it all up, I'ma go to the and get a...
[Verse 3 - Hope you that intro This that I been grinding because I've been saving for that Benz So on assholes with petty badges Tell them niggas we throwed, but they never catch us If I am over, I know they gone be on it it's hot in here, and I got no L like the '72 Dolphins Whoo, my nigga, and I bet you never pass me like a safety nigga I'm Polamalu, 600, the newest My newest motto to use a with newest models Uh, got a hundred on the dash, Y'all ain't killers got hundred yard dash guns I'm a rare one, camos and some ones I'm from's a circus, hope you don't expect a fair one Dropping like it ain't nothing Really it was, but you know I never nothing