Yes, yes, yes, uh Balla shit, Timer nigga (Regime baby) shit, boi (Smoke a lot, a lot) Rulez Check it, we rock big jewels and shit, big karats and and shit Mutha fuckas be starrin', packin' big thangs too nigga, uh
I started off wit' heata a nine millameter shit Rolex on my Never fuckin' Geneve shit (Playboy what's shit?)
Somethin' like 20 g's shit Tryin' to pawn this shit, but the store tell you to keep the shit juss like a Rollie, but it really ain't Rollie What the fuck you think homie, you walkin' around wit' fake
I never knew that meets a-wraps could make Rollie The Motra fake Rollie's, yo' an date gone break Rollie The type of shit a thief won't attempt to take Rollie Go out on a date, makin' bitches hate Rollie
Now pump yo brakes Only the qualified can rock the platinum, oyster, in distant wear outside "Stayin' Alive", like Wyclef, high until my eyes shut
steps, hands carrassin' my tech Rolex my sleve nigga To each playa hatin', I make you mutha fuckas bleed quicka I niggas, look in my eyes an die slowly
Meet my four-five, niggas died fo' a Rollie I leave yo' chest over yo' family lonely They died on the stretch an take an ambulance homie My told me, that shit that crucify homies
If I didn't, got so many down ready to ride fo' me Die fo' me, eye fo' an eye That's you get for tryin' to rob me fo' my Rollie nigga Rolex
Well, an wit' the Rolex on you best believe He packin' Stretch Armstrong, kinda gat or thang on him Hit you bullet rain storms you got the Rolex watch Piece an chain on
Well, an nigga wit' the Rolex on you best He packin' Stretch Armstrong, kinda gat or thang on him Hit you bullet rain storms when you got the watch Piece an chain on
To all my playas, throw yo' Rollie's in the sky 'em side to side then keep yo' four-five caulked to ride So many mutha fuckas done died tryin' to a Rolex watch Especially tryin' to steal
I remember the day, I bought my watch the turfs hot Slangin' birdies, that chirpin' juss don't stop Raise off the block who turf hop juss got my first 5 In the world to check in the store the first spot
I'm wet cash the check, the tech an jet 10 G's in my headed straight to Spence I my shit all baggets but it cost too much Had to fuck wit somethin' less, ain't tryin' to too much
A straight Presidential, no diamonds down the wrist Princess cabezel, you know that's small shit but fuck that I got the Rolex, chain an ring that match, stack my Until I got enough green to bring shit back Yes
Give up the an gain a Rolex drop some G's It's juss like property so An if you ever go broke, don't feel depressed under Pawn yo' shit, I give you what you paid an not a dolla
That's big timer shit colla shit, so I jet I see some niggas the set hangin' out by my Lex I the mutha fuckin' Tech 9 The first time, I get to hear that mutha fucka scream an Rulez
Well, an wit' the Rolex on you best believe He packin' Stretch Armstrong, some kinda gat or on him Hit you bullet storms when you got the Rolex watch an chain on listen
Well, an nigga wit' the Rolex on you believe He packin' Stretch Armstrong, some kinda gat or on him Hit you bullet rain storms when you got the watch Piece an on listen
Uh, to all my playas, nigga, uh Smoke a lot up in bitch, regime shit, uh Sometimes you floss Sometimes keep that up under yo sleve
'Cuz tryin' to get us But I keep big heats, How many holes you want in yo blow
1, 2, or 3? Nigga what? Blow Back the fuck up nigga, we do our thang, Rolex I suggest you pack a gat too, my ass potna Or you will get flat lined, deal