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

I sellin', heard you tellin', thought you while you stealin'
Thought you dealin' while you chillin', you ballin' with a million
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' hard now you must go see God now?
The same you were beefin' with are up in your yard now
If you bout to run dogg, I guess you start now
to bring your gun so you got to use your heart now

It's hard to get rich but it ain't to go to hell
It's hard to sell dope but it ain't to go to jail
hard to keep it real but it ain't shit for you to tell
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 a Gym Class, crack like Slim Fast
Take a hit and loss a hundred pounds quick fast

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

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

Now
Drop, drop,
Now
Drop, drop,