I'm with a hundred and one niggas, we doggy deep And fly with the tongue so if you feelin leap Kermit you better think you ribbit be murdered over your song before you ad-lib it I pop up like But givin' I'm at crib it's Not to put no fuckin' fish tanks in Civics getting your ride pimped You'll get whipped Have you in the trunk up like fried shimp been a good year maybe I should ride a blimp Cause your boy just above the game They tryna tag em, spray a frame But shots can't reach me I'm way above your aim Go 'head nigga, say name Take family for a joke play them Wayan Brothers games And I'm a get you I be scheming with dis keenin Aimin dis Damon I'm puttin that major in My lil man is on ya and Shawn ya Lay the beef on noodle some noodle lasagna 40 cal fettuccine tres pasta You reach for this you must like Italian, nigga You only see me pushin if the tired I work the S6 ever the 5 retired The drop top, they say Ocean Drive inspired So you could call a cab your bitch fall for Fab
Uh I get like a *mufucka* Shades than I bitch but I could see I got You got You ain't got on me Uhhh I'm gettin money like a Yeaa money u would never see I got You got You ain't got on me
I'm on the grind till the police With that pistol on the side boy be dumb Or... I let that twirl ya Now you could the drip Cause one shot outta the clip will Jheri you Leave you sloppy seconds me like peasants Or get up like presents Please, my young whilin for respect Slit your throat, have you witcha neck Say My doughs a bit My is just slaughter My wrists look like frozen Poland Spring So tell me tell me boys who you think your messing with I get out the ass, that's some expensive shit you all heard (what?) Ya'll all (yup) I toothpicks(where) In ya hors Listen, I'm a shark, ya'll koi fish (what else) Octopus(what else) I got my eye on your now (yea) have her lick me up(up) And then me down(down) She me you'se a nag, you'se a bug(ddaammn) She me I'm a blast I'm a stud*(daaamn)* She told me you'd be and you'd be checkin for the burn So I gave her pads for the rug(haha) It's skull gang from the chain to the You surf-boy get wiped out(totally)
Uh I get money a *mufucka* Shades darker I bitch but I could see I got You got You got nothin' on me Uhhh I'm money like a *mufucka* money u would never see yeaa I got You got You got nothin' on me
Get you 3-4 get you like the number after 1 a get me 2 It's weezy f you now you have a baby My money don't nor bends Mercedes Maybach, Grey And I gotta 4-4 and a k 8-stacks Fuck city and your town, I state facts, take that No, better yet like diddy take Wait rats, I rats I them out like Ajax Got paper a fax machine Damn I mean don After there will be nine Damn I there will be none I be one Of the greatest things you ever felt you seen or Heard Harvard ya'll scared Not me Not I Call me Popeye Tell I'm a nuno I'll bring rail to your Damn I mean funer-al You say I say tomata You say get 'em I say got 'em Yea I got 'em Man you better keep me cause you don't want my problems I be wildin like Capital One... what is in your You fly But what is it to Weezy I'm at the top up in your bottom Damn I foot up in your ass I kick shit now gon put it in the trash
Uh I get money like a darker than I bitch but I could see I got You got You got nothing on me Uhhh I'm gettin money a mutherfucka Yeaa you ain't never see *yeaa uh You ain't got on me
Yeaa I'm gettin' money like a Shades darker than a bitch but I see I got You got You got nothing on me
Yeaa I'm gettin money a mufucka Big money nigga, big nigga, big money nigga