Yeah, I'm a spit some of this game Some real shit, some real Na, na, whoa, oh,
Ugh, check my watch, my chain It's simple and plain, the Chevy wit the out brains As I bounce and mash, count 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, me where's the flags? Brought my rag top, should have the Jag On the beach me and Beesh, at all this ass
I could tell you stories but can 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 bunch of people digging' through my
So I choose to floss who's the boss, let's ink it It's Richie Rich for those who re-think it Some yell it and tell it, I blow it and it and smell it spend tokens wit my people who sell it, what?
I can show you better I can tell ya I can show you better than I can ya I can show you than I can tell ya But really nothin' though But really nothin' though
I could show you somethin' deep up in them corners mayne the deal? I could bend the block and it hotter than a Forman grill I got the to the Chevy Caprice I could show you mother fuckin' snitches to Belize
Now low, fa sho', conspiracy and parole I could show you real cats doin' time a ho I could show you 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 show you cats gettin' popped wit yayo Down to do what I gotta do to the man in me And the looks of thangs the popo's ain't understandin' me
The original digital scale The pedigree playa who be his Velveeta I could show you boss stuntin' so fuckin' I could show you rapper's frontin' but it's really nothin'
I can show you better than I can ya I can show you better I can tell ya I can show you better than I can ya But it's nothin' though But really nothin' though
I could show you, I could you and teach you I you and where you comin' from, I understand it This been on forever dog, it's no end Life is like a bullet in your back a close friend
Disappointed to the point where I'm runnin' by Never knowin' where I'm start to wonder myself, yeah Money was a necessity, my greed got the of me You think you Uncle B, who got the recipe?
I'm sayin' it's nothin', I say it sincerely, and speakin' I'd rather you me than fear me I came a way and still I got a while to go You thinkin' to yourself, "What's he smilin' for?"
My dog Bash to be platinum doin' his thang So if you hate him for it, boy you and know it We takin' money, big bundles of bills I'm like a whole person when it come to this skrill
I can show you better I can tell ya I can show you better I can tell ya I can you better than I can tell ya But really nothin' though But it's really nothin'
I can show you than I can tell ya I can show you than I can tell ya I can show you than I can tell ya But it's really though But it's nothin' though