My Mazeradi and Ferrari like to chill with my See my Bentley, what I got my two Phantoms had a baby I'm not crazy, why you lazy? I get so daisy you, pussy nigga, pay me my Lambo do 'bout 280
I sellin', heard you tellin', thought you killin' you stealin' Thought you dealin' you chillin', you ain't ballin' with a million God made me rich, the devil made you stupid, bitch You could be just like me if you quit with all stupid shit
Why you actin' now you must want go see God now? The same you were beefin' with are up in your yard now If you bout to run dogg, I guess you better now Forgot to bring your gun so you got to use your now
It's hard to get rich but it ain't to go to hell It's hard to sell but it ain't shit to go to jail It's to keep it real but it ain't shit for you to tell I smoked so much of this that I can't hide the smell
So Drop, drop, Now Drop, drop,
We marijuana farmers, all our look like Transformers Tell the pretty girls to pull they titties out and for us You don't need a Gym Class, crack like Slim Take a hit and a fuckin' hundred pounds quick fast
Snow cone a chain on and deep off or chain off My blunt goin' the game off, we never take the game off a hater, sign a hater, let him see my elevator Hundreds in my refrigerator, now they know we paper Find a hater, sign a hater, let him see my Hundreds in my refrigerator, now know we gettin' paper
Pullin' and escalators, enemies on respirators Million dollar generators, 90 investigators For flashy cars, the bars, mnage trois The playin' cards I swear it's hard, now
Now Drop, drop, Now Drop, drop,