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My and Ferrari like to chill with my Mercedes
See my Bentley, I got when my two Phantoms had a baby
I'm not crazy, why you lazy? I get so daisy
Fuck you, pussy nigga, pay me my Lambo do 280

I sellin', you tellin', thought you killin' while you stealin'
you dealin' while you chillin', you ain't ballin' with a million
God made me super rich, the devil you stupid, bitch
You be just like me if you quit with all that stupid shit

Why you hard now you must want go see God now?
The same you were beefin' with are up in your yard now
If you to run dogg, I guess you better start now
Forgot to bring your gun so you got to use heart 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 but it ain't shit for you to tell
I smoked so much of this that I can't even the smell

So
Drop, drop,
Now
Drop, drop,

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

cone with a chain on and deep off or chain off
My blunt goin' the game off, we never take the game off
Find a hater, sign a hater, let him see my
Hundreds in my refrigerator, now they know we paper
Find a hater, sign a hater, let him see my
Hundreds in my refrigerator, now they know we paper

coupes and escalators, enemies on respirators
Million dollar generators, 90 fast
For flashy cars, the prison bars, trois
The playin' cards I swear it's hard, now

Now
Drop, drop,
Now
Drop, drop,