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My Mazeradi and like to chill with my Mercedes
See my Bentley, what I got when my two Phantoms had a
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' while you chillin', you ain't ballin' with a
God made me super rich, the made you stupid, bitch
You could be just me if you quit with all that stupid shit

Why you actin' now you must want go see God now?
The same niggas you beefin' with are up in your yard now
If you bout to run dogg, I you better start now
Forgot to bring your gun so you got to use your now

hard to get rich but it ain't shit to go to hell
It's hard to dope but it ain't shit to go to jail
It's hard to keep it real but it ain't shit for you to
I smoked so much of this that I even hide the smell

So
Drop, drop,
Now
Drop, drop,

We marijuana farmers, all our look like Transformers
Tell the pretty girls to they titties out and dance for us
You don't need a Gym Class, crack like Slim
Take a hit and loss a fuckin' hundred pounds quick

Snow cone with a on and deep 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
in my refrigerator, now they know we gettin' paper
Find a hater, sign a hater, let him see my
Hundreds in my refrigerator, now they know we gettin'

Pullin' coupes and escalators, on respirators
Million dollar generators, 90 investigators
For flashy cars, the prison bars, mnage
The playin' cards I swear hard, now drop

Now
Drop, drop,
Now
Drop, drop,