Yeah, I'm a some of this real game Some shit, some real talk 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 and flash, cop and blow a zip wit Bash
Since everything is big in then where's the zag's? I'm the finish line, tell me where's the flags? Brought my rag top, have brought the Jag On the beach me and Beesh, at all this ass
I could tell you but can show you cash Give you game and secrets that I know you'll To the next playa hater and he'll break like Now I got a bunch of digging' through my pads
So I to floss 'cause who's the boss, let's ink it It's Richie for those who thought re-think 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 show you better than I can ya I can show you better I can tell ya I can show you than I can tell ya But it's nothin' though But it's really though
I could show you somethin' dirty deep up in them mayne What's the I could bend the block and make it than a Forman grill I got the keys to the Caprice I could show you mother fuckin' snitches to Belize
Now low, fa sho', conspiracy and parole I could show you 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 pieces in school fashion
I could show you and heart beak hotels I show you young cats gettin' popped wit yayo to do what I gotta do to satisfy the man in me And from the looks of the popo's ain't understandin' me
The original scale reader The playa who be stackin' his Velveeta I could you boss stuntin' so fuckin' disgustin' I could show you rapper's frontin' but mayne it's nothin'
I can show you better than I can ya I can you better than I can tell ya I can you better than I can tell ya But really nothin' though But it's nothin' though
I could show you, I could reach you and you I you and where you comin' from, I understand it This been goin' on dog, it's no end Life is like a in your back from a close friend
Disappointed to the point where I'm by myself Never knowin' where I'm goin' start to myself, yeah Money was a necessity, my greed got the of me You you smokin' Uncle B, who got the recipe?
I'm sayin' nothin', I say it sincerely, and speakin' clearly I'd you respect me than fear me I came a long way and I got a while to go You thinkin' to yourself, "What's he smilin' for?"
My dog Bash about to be doin' his thang So if you him for it, boy you fakin' 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 than I can ya I can show you than I can tell ya I can show you better than I can ya But it's nothin' though But it's really nothin'
I can show you than I can tell ya I can you better than I can tell ya I can show you than I can tell ya But it's nothin' though But it's really though