I'm strapped, I'm slidin' in the whip, in the Bentley with two sticks Niggas squawking, lot of talking, I'ma park him on the strip I chase that bag, I stack that cash, I'm quick to take a nigga's bitch That pussy good, her ass fat, I fuck around and pay her rent OMG this AMG, bitch it's MMG, squad Run down on them niggas, catch a body, slide Any these niggas play with Ross, they know that I'ma ride Screaming free Meek Milly, that's my fuckin' slime Sixty on my wrist, sixty on my neck (lit) I keep it a bean twenty, you niggas in debt (shit) Niggas said they gon' do me, ain't finish me yet (nah) Next time I'm on, I'm leavin' candles in front of the step Fuck you niggas waitin' on, who the fuck you playin' with? I was busy countin' money, penthouse layin' with a bitch Niggas tried to kill me twice, voodoo may have made 'em miss All black but the jewelry bright, heard you live so scandalous I see you live a double life, pussy never on the list Show me what's your body count, nigga where your courage at? I'm not in to suing niggas, maybe take another route Give me all them diamonds on you, snatch 'em out a baby's mouth Hitters know me in the city, see you for the right amount Where the realest DJ's at, for someone I might buy a house Summertime, lumber timer, two door, yeah that's one of mine Dapper Don, Gucci talk, one of one, so hard to find Pussy where my money at? smoke him like a hundred sack Shooters go the first round, sign him like a running back Is it that my flows hard or these niggas' beats weak? As I get a blowjob, bitch I'm screamin' free Meek Walk up in the dope spot, niggas give me free weed All that cappin' in your captions make me wanna kill a bitch Hustlin' and real estate, and I keep it militant Bitches must've thought I died, heard I'm still on life support Rims on every car of mine, fuck you think I bought 'em for? DMX on IRS, really ain't no time to rest Homicide investigatin', name be in all kind of mess Hahaha, hahaha, studied like I'm Farrakhan Bitch I'm in the 305, call it little Lebanon And I know you always slippin', hit you and whoever on Caught him leavin' top golf, time to knock his top off Sometimes I know times hard, but the Maybach top soft Calling plays like Brett Farve, double-M is not lost She see niggas pockets fat, while she bein' forcefed Shawty think I'm gang banging 'cause my newest Porsche red I heard they plottin' on a murder That forty waistline, free Meek Mills and Bobby Shmurda Niggas hatin', so I went and bought a bracelet And bust down my Rollie, bought a store and made a statement Have you heard of me? came a long way from doin' burglaries Last week I got shot and counted sixty after surgery Rap game messiah, every beat I spit that poetry Might give that ho some money, she can't never have my loyalty 'Bout a dollar, I'ma take the lead and watch 'em follow Thank God Lil Koly rappin' 'cause he used to be a robber Killed my nigga Nola, from the time, know I had that black Impala I'm really with the shits and hittin' licks out with them choppers (I'm Koly P) I'm on some rob a nigga shit, take a nigga bitch Do the dash in the whip, count the cash in the whip I pull up with a stick, I let that shit hit Shout out... but I fucked that nigga bitch Niggas iffy, uh, Blicky got the stiffy, uh Got the blicky, uh, drum it holds fifty, uh Move milli', all my niggas on fifty, uh Talk down, pew pew pew, you silly, uh Hit a stain, fifty bands, all hunnids Spinnin' through ya block, like a pop shove-it Shoot at me I'm shootin' back, I'm gettin' buckets I ain't wanna take his life, but nigga, fuck it I'm on some rob a nigga shit, take a nigga bitch Do the dash in the whip, count the cash in the whip I pull up with a stick, I let that shit hit Shout out... but I fucked that nigga bitch