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

I sellin', you tellin', thought you killin' while 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 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 bout to run dogg, I you better start now
Forgot to bring your gun so you got to use your now

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

So
Drop, drop,
Now
Drop, drop,

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

Snow cone with a chain on and off or chain off
My blunt goin' kick the game off, we take the game off
a hater, sign a hater, let him see my elevator
Hundreds in my refrigerator, now they know we gettin'
a hater, sign a hater, let him see my elevator
Hundreds in my refrigerator, now they we gettin' paper

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

Now
Drop, drop,
Now
Drop, drop,