(Meech) When I find a good bitch, I'ma put her in a safe Ain't no way in hell we choosing war over pape Bitch I'm rich as hell, bring your Ferrari by the lake I can't really go on dates everybody know my face Now my steaks normal, this is prime kobe I make sure I tip the chef every time I say grace I remember being broke, you laughed through it in my face I know that shit be hurting, cause I'm richer than your bank I have some bitches cheerleading, I'm the star what you think? I pray niggas never try me, OT, cause I'ma spank My nigga always on the block, top of the hill like [?] I know you probably know already, but I don't play about my drank Old friends hating on me, I don't care them niggas bitches Old hoes lying on me, they just trying to up they image They only calling for a favor, they ain't calling when they chilling They only call for you to spend it, they don't call to help you get it That boy the truth, no Paul Pierce, I'm living what I do I mean I'm rapping what I live, 911 on my coupe When I was young it was Taco Bell, now it's truffle and wagyu I got 220 on my dash, 807 in it too Don't you know I do 200 if I really want to He'll never come outside when that price is on you Push the Maybach through the ops shit, I'm feeling like Lucius Pull up 10 chains, 8 bowls, old school coupes Pull up 10 chains, 750 on my neck, half a pint in my cup When I find a good bitch, I'ma put her in a safe Ain't no way in hell we choosing war over pape Bitch I'm rich as hell, bring your Ferrari by the lake I can't never go on- I can't never go on dates everybody know my face