Bitches in my hood, know we on the grind Ballin that money, hit it one time Bought the 1200, candy paint job Fresh like my wips, chroam everything And I'm sittin in the back, movin some thangs Chandelier lights, it's so brite 20s on the ice, 300 price Just like that, 50 on the watch Coming through, nigga, Carderes on the block Cardier block, the watch like a block Just how we do it, nigga, hundred on the rock Presidential sweet, uptown nigga High life, nigga, Cash Money, bitches Lugshery life boss, shine all the time My bitch in a mink, and she drinking red wine You know chicks pull down front, when I'm at the top That candy coated paint, wet on my back That coke white Phantom, yeah, boy, I rocks that Turn Jack Boy to No Boy when I cocks that Then they drop back for more than 8 steps I hate to take steps, dog, I came out the pussy runnin I stuck my dick in wintertime, told Summer I'm cummin I ain't frontin, my back yard lookin like an auction But I ain't sellin nothing, and I ain't bargin when I got them I really treat the Summertime like the son of mine Like, grind hard, and shine hard, like I got Stunna's mind Baby, I'm an extra nigga, girl, I like extra shit You know, like extra money, extra clothes, and extra chicks You know, that extra shit like extra that, and extra this If you ain't tryna shine, god bless ya, bitch Young nigga with the ocean, bae Palm trees and sand on the balkony Wake up and thank the lord for lookin out for me And all the real niggas that surroundin me I think about the haters, then I count to 3 Cause they all just fake, like green screens Fly niggas don't die, we multiply So everytime you pop a bottle, put it in the sky Show you livin right, top back, no flaws Hold it in, from Cali to Crenshaw Ride in them big cars, Tyga, fuckin star If I could do anything in my life more, make more money, dog Life is easy, but you make it hard It's no fasod, or a meradge Crossed thumbs, I don't mean no harm Young Money, Cash Money, we never fall So shauty, tell me what you frontin for