[Hook - 2 First I get some money, I pop a tag First I get money, then I pop them tags If I can't sleep, pop a xan Then I get some money, pop them bands
1 - 2 Chainz] Ok I done figured it out, I know what you niggas We slanging narcotics, you that we got it never ever a drought My partner just did a decade I just put the on the AK I in the air fuck what you usin' young nigga I'm busting, you ducking and She and fucking, I do it I do it, I do it, I do it Put that bitch right on the I'm it back like a starter They busting like mortar, busting the hollow She model, she sperm like it's water Everything on You I'm getting it like no tomorrow Got 50 niggas from Chicago to crack your taco Whip a like I whip an auto Just made a at McDonalds bought me ten cars, no car note Only I dodge is potholes, clap bitch your ass with no bravo
[Verse 2 - Fifteen, suddenly I want to Sixteen, fucking hoes, selling I started sipping, got addicted just like Such a fiend, not just for lean, for these B's Although I lean, I smoke Irene I've got a disease Oh I rap and sing, don't you know I rap and sing And in my hood and what I've You probably last a week And in my hood the never outweigh the bad be mad at me Somebody call the please, a young nigga killing shit Young killing shit She want to me sing like Marvin I turn the gay no Marvin And I'll leave a bitch starving Cause I really do be illin' I get to flowing I can't stop going A young nigga poppin' like I got [?]
3 - Cap 1] First I get this money, then I pop bands Shawty say she to pop the pussy I'm blowing money like a fan Got gold [?] shoes cost a band Got the and I sell it by the gram Got some bitches that's for it, niggas getting naked I done fell asleep I was on a Xan Imma treat her a dog, I'm a dog In the kitchen whipping with the fork In the club order 100 bottles I came a long way from that Impala So I'm balling like I've never seen Shawty want to hit me in the head like a Niggas ain't real, they I'm just back eating pasta I just ordered shrimp the lobster up the [?] in the mall, popping tags One call put killers on your ass Got gas, 34 hundred for the bag Mason and the PIPs I pull out that weed I say I'm outcha league Got them foreign vehicles that take a key Bitches on my line, I get no sleep