Parents go out and play with their kids 'Cause we ain't no damn models, real G's
Right there in Florida and Mississippi Mobile Alabama is Rich Boy city And the bricks get flipped 'cause we close to the If ya ain't ya dope from me, nigga, ya oughta
I fucked the mayor's daughter, he hate it when I her But I'm ridin' 'round in that Beamer that he bought her she go now but I'm busy Gettin' on the other side of town
So I ain't a clan I'll split yo' wig And I ain't got to do wit' yo' kids Look, Rich Boy quit doin' hardcore Lil' nigga, fuck school, cop mo' bricks
I see you ballin', yeah, up? is a motherfuckin' stick up We'll take yo' and think nothin' about it We'll take yo' and think nothin' about it
I'll fall off at the club, like the on my waist, yeah lay down the whole place We'll take yo' shit and think about it take yo' shit and think nothin' about it
Let me welcome you to my world, Chevy's and roads Cheap liquor, pimp that work hoes Big trucks, niggas gettin' they on Country niggas ain't slow, fuck you heard, homes
Get a Swisher, lit it, switchin' on killa shit Poke out your chest, up ya fist, buddy, ya still a bitch My niggas ignorant, foolish bunch of We hit the VIP, pullin' and spillin' shit
So if it like I'm buzzin', I'm sholliz Fuckin' wit' my country and them, from Mobile 'Bama bred backwood, niggas, we so Well, let the foot me and lil' Rich gettin' in hoes' ears
What it is? Damn right, we ain't a model Half pints to half a gallon, we drank the bottle That's why them holla, they know them 'bout a dollar And they might get to Impala, if them bitches swa
I see you ballin', yeah, up? This is a stick up We'll take yo' shit and nothin' about it We'll take yo' shit and think about it
I'll fall off at the club, like the on my waist, yeah lay down the whole place We'll take yo' shit and think about it take yo' shit and think nothin' about it
I see the kids wanna rap me 'Cause ya see me wit' the livin' life on TV Around in my hood, boys fillin' up Niggas that shit, see the Techs raise up
Hangin' the convicts and my boy attitude I was fuckin' them the bitches in the of the school you tell, motherfucker, I was raised by the streets? Fuck you studio gangstas, niggas on beats
My doin' fed down in Talladega, bitch It shit you can tell me about Lil' Rich You better take ya lil' to the pastor 'Cause Rich Boy ain't a role model for them
We role models (We be smokin') We ain't models (We be drankin')
We ain't role (We be these hoes) We ain't models
I see you ballin', yeah, up? is a motherfuckin' stick up We'll take yo' shit and think about it We'll take yo' shit and think about it
I'll fall off at the club, like the thang on my waist, Then lay down the place We'll take yo' shit and think about it take yo' shit and think nothin' about it