I'm balling now, yeah just Kobe You callin now, yea bitch you me You falling off, and I'm taking all yo hoes I'm showing off, what the I gotta lie for
What the fuck I got to lie for
1:] I ain't never had zero nothing Now that a nigga got Yea bitch I'm at all this moneys Hundreds and these at the Whitney Now yo bitch wanna with me we bout to go to the mall Tonight we popping My momma a hoodrat But now I got me a And she wanna swallow it all up Straight to the neck from the bottle, bitch cause she don't a cup And we bout to go make it rain thunder fucking nuggets to the brain pop fucking corn Shapow bitch wow been had Naw nigga I'm just lying my I be fronting Got that income tax swag, that income tax That bad dame in my lap I cop her a bag Got that income tax swag, that income tax That bad in my lap I just cop her a bag
2:] I'm a blow it all now a later to a mink And sum diamond gators Car a TV in it, maid and a butler too So what this rented right gone have to do I'm a take it all with me when I'm gone bitch it's to Who cares the kids get grown They better figure out what gone do Cause right now I got it Nigga about you Broke ass niggas worth I can buy in twos Cause a time ago My was just like you But we talking bout the past It's right now my dude Cause I be broke But right now I got Nah, nigga I'm lyin, you that I be frontin Got that income tax swag, that income tax bad dame in my lap I just cop her a bag Got that income tax swag, that tax swag That bad in my lap I just cop her a bag