Have you heard that nigga Kutt Calhoun? Nah, dat? I dat nigga is broke in everything. Tech don't fuck with him. Ask my own daughter, she'll tell you! Shoot, my own daddy and I heard the nigga was doin' bad.
Damn, is this what when a nigga take a little rest from the scenery? Can I enjoy my wealth without a sayin they ain't seein me? Kutt then just about fell off, Man, let me tell somethin I put the S in this bitch, the best in this bitch for game and I'mma sell y'all up like a Hostess truck Total opposite of as fuck Tryin' to a way I can spend it each day without hate there's no way so Made enough to loan Oprah (hell nah!) But it's booku Simpson's how my money gets listed and that's stupid dumb Nicki Minaj Now you know where I hide cash, it keep gettin and bigger, that's cause I'm an asset to her fine ass her ass is, you can find cash Hit the jackpot if you find that, but her shit is equipped explosives you even thinkin' of gettin behind that
Dang, You know I was the man, honey? Y'all I was fallin off but I snap back with that Strange Money (Snap back with that money) that I wouldn't bounce back but that shit startin to sound strange, honey
Lil' Wayne told me just do you, that was too (okay) Bought a Range now the new-new them is boo boo (what else?) Since I came over to the new I'm the who's who? To everyone that thought I couldn't make it I'm the proof
up on my toes Like a peein' at a urinal But back I sold dope I envisioned at my funeral Found out that I had Then I started at the studio And was all that she wrote Now my livin' is so beautiful, cause I Like a and Blood at 85 on Sherm Stick Got my up, now we finna cut through this lane quick Once I'm finished up won't be no room for lame shit So let me clear the air to all you squares who on that same
Dang, You didn't know I was the man, Y'all thought I was fallin' off but I snap back with that Strange (Snap with that strange money) Prayin' that I wouldn't bounce back but shit startin to sound strange, honey! Nah,
Speakin' of snapbacks y'all raggy raps a bottle of that A perm or somethin' to it out Hell, a hot
y'all lookin' flakey My could rap better than that all up with a wag Newport When it take, still nappy and wack
With these rinky-dinky rhymes Grown man with a print to even be in these times Hair shaved, hair long, crazy designs, y'all as soft as Add all those up together, man, niggas lookin like salt and pepper!
But I won't you, it's a damn shame what a buck do So if rich and famous mean bein' in debt you can catch yo boy on the bus, foo Holdin' on to my Oh great Rico a buck tooth, tellin stories about how I'd never sold my soul cause I'm fuck-proof
Dang, You didn't I was the man, honey? Y'all thought I was fallin off but I snap back with that Strange (snap with that strange money) Prayin' that I wouldn't bounce back, but that shit startin to sound money