[Verse 1: My nigga Bongo it up, Omar gon' dip my rims today Or at least what he say But I take e'rything with a grain of In case things fall apart, I be the one that fault Full steam on them haters, we will never Smash on it, money, pounds of weed, gallons of gas Seven Chevys in the driveway, more parked in the grass Neighborhood beautification Put a notice on my front door, they ain't with it But I ain't switching - they have to deal with it My name on that deed, mufucka me And in the ten minutes, I suggest you leave My dogs is unleashed and taking orders from G's Respect it or check it, at your like a necklace Money well invested is in that Jet shit
Tabi Bonney] If you look up, you can see me fly by B-baaahh, If you high up, you can see me fly by B-baaahh,
2: Curren$y] Still on a mission, fishing though not for Ski He in the passenger seat occasionally taking a pull of the And waving down at land from 30, 000 feet I'm at Auto Zone, copping car covers for my fleet I'm always gone But them birds living high in them pines home Shitting on the roof, hood, and the Buzz kill you how it is, but enough of it Back to the subject which is nothing but whatever G13 help me come up with Presidential high, Only fuck with trill Jet misses, never with a sucker bitch Get a nigga popped, crossed, on some other shit why I'm somewhere uncharted with a boss chick Spending this rap money faster than I can the shit