My Mazeradi and Ferrari like to chill with my See my Bentley, what I got when my two Phantoms had a I'm not crazy, why you I get so politely daisy you, pussy nigga, pay me my Lambo do 'bout 280
I sellin', heard you tellin', thought you while 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 that shit
Why you actin' hard now you must go see God now? The same niggas you beefin' with are up in your yard now If you to run dogg, I guess you better start now Forgot to your gun so you got to use your heart now
It's hard to get rich but it ain't shit to go to It's hard to sell but it ain't shit to go to jail It's hard to keep it real but it ain't for you to tell I smoked so much of this that I can't hide the smell
So Drop, drop, Now Drop, drop,
We farmers, all our rides look like Transformers Tell the pretty to pull they titties out and dance for us You don't a Gym Class, crack like Slim Fast Take a hit and loss a fuckin' hundred quick fast
Snow cone with a chain on and off or chain off My goin' kick the game off, we never take the game off Find a hater, a hater, let him see my elevator Hundreds in my refrigerator, now they know we gettin' a hater, sign a hater, let him see my elevator Hundreds in my refrigerator, now they know we paper
Pullin' and escalators, enemies on respirators Million dollar generators, 90 fast For cars, the prison bars, mnage trois The playin' I swear it's hard, now drop
Now Drop, drop, Now Drop, drop,