I'm balling now, yeah like Kobe You callin now, yea bitch you me You off, and I'm taking all yo hoes bitch I'm off, what the fuck I gotta lie for
What the fuck I got to lie for
1:] I ain't never had Zilch nothing Now that a nigga got Yea I'm stunting Look at all this Hundreds and fiftys Eating at the Now yo bitch come with me we bout to go to the mall Tonight we popping My baby a hoodrat But now I got me a And she wanna drink it all up Straight to the neck from the bottle, cause she don't need a cup And we to go make it rain thunder fucking storm Kush nuggets to the brain pop corn Shapow wow been had hundreds Naw nigga I'm just lying my nigga I be Got that income tax swag, that income tax bad dame in my lap I just cop her a bag Got that income tax swag, income tax swag bad dame in my lap I just cop her a bag
2:] I'm a blow it all now muthafuck a to a mink And sum diamond encrusted Car with a TV in it, and a butler too So what nigga this right gone have to do I'm a take it all with me when I'm bitch it's gone to Who cares the kids get grown They figure out what they gone do Cause right now I got it Nigga about you ass niggas worth nothing I can buy ya'll in Cause a time ago My was just like you But we ain't talking the past It's right now my dude Cause I be broke But right now I got Nah, nigga I'm lyin, you know that I be Got that tax swag, that income tax swag That bad dame in my lap I cop her a bag Got income tax swag, that income tax swag That bad dame in my lap I cop her a bag