Yeah, I'm a spit some of this game Some real shit, some talk Na, na, whoa, oh,
Ugh, check my watch, my chain It's simple and plain, the wit the blew out brains As I bounce and mash, this cash Floss and flash, cop and blow a zip wit
Since everything is big in Texas then where's the I'm across the finish line, tell me the flags? my rag top, should have brought the Jag On the me and Beesh, look at all this ass
I could tell you but can show you cash Give you and secrets that I know you'll pass To the next playa hater and he'll break glass Now I got a of people digging' through my pads
So I to floss 'cause who's the boss, let's ink it It's Richie Rich for those who thought it yell it and tell it, I blow it and smoke it and smell it Let's tokens wit my people who sell it, what?
I can you better than I can tell ya I can show you better than I can ya I can show you than I can tell ya But it's really nothin' But it's really nothin'
I could you somethin' dirty deep up in them corners mayne the deal? I could bend the block and make it hotter than a Forman I got the to the Chevy Caprice I could you mother fuckin' snitches straight to Belize
Now low, fa sho', conspiracy and parole I show you real cats doin' time over a ho I could you poor and happy, or rich one's that lose they mind I could show you dime in school fashion design
I could show you streetlights and beak hotels I could you young cats gettin' popped wit yayo Down to do what I do to satisfy the man in me And from the looks of the popo's ain't understandin' me
The original digital scale The pedigree who be stackin' his Velveeta I could show you boss stuntin' so disgustin' I could show you rapper's but mayne it's really nothin'
I can show you better I can tell ya I can show you than I can tell ya I can you better than I can tell ya But really nothin' though But it's really though
I could you, I could reach you and teach you I know you and where you from, I understand it This been on forever dog, it's no end Life is a bullet in your back from a close friend
Disappointed to the point where I'm runnin' by Never knowin' where I'm goin' start to myself, yeah Money was a necessity, my got the best of me You you smokin' Uncle B, who got the recipe?
I'm sayin' nothin', I say it sincerely, and speakin' clearly I'd rather you respect me fear me I a long way and still I got a while to go You thinkin' to yourself, "What's he smilin' for?"
My dog Bash about to be platinum doin' his So if you hate him for it, boy you fakin' and it We takin' money, big bundles of bills I'm like a whole 'nother person when it come to skrill
I can you better than I can tell ya I can show you better than I can ya I can show you better I can tell ya But really nothin' though But it's nothin' though
I can show you better than I can ya I can show you than I can tell ya I can show you than I can tell ya But it's nothin' though But really nothin' though