[Intro]
(Ooh, Rell)
Yeah
Yeah
Hey

[Verse 1]
Whole team winnin', n***a, it ain't just me
Besides, countin' up a hundred, I done had a long week
Seven hundred for a ten, that's some light shit (That's some light shit)
I'm with a pretty-ass bitch, she say she don't even like dick (Mwah)
I don't wanna fuck, I want some head on some hype shit
Later on, I'm fightin' with the dog like I'm Mike Vick (Rrr)
Whatever n***a do, don't fall even though you might slip
I wore all my ice without a coat and got sick (Ice)
I'm havin' all these racks, so I look over my shoulder
Morе paper than a folder
N***as trade thеy soul for exposure
Everything cultured
Every n***a that you see me with havin' motion (Havin' motion)
Saks got a warrant for my arrest (My arrest)
I bought all the Dior and Lanvin shoes, it's nothin' left

[Chorus]
Unless you gon' wrap your head with it, you don't need a vest
Bad-ass bitch took my soul, I don't need to vent
If you wanna take a picture with me, I'ma need a rack
My outfit a couple stacks, you wear your shit and take it back
Broke a n***a that I thought was gang ran off with a diamond back
I guess that's all it took for me to see where your mind be at
Hangin' 'round with n***as that you diss, where your loyalty at?
I be where the boy be at, I told you that it's more than rap (Way more than rap)
I be sendin' packs from Detroit all across the map
Shoutout one time to the city, I put it on my back
[Verse 2]
Ain't no party like a Detroit party
It's an Eastside party, all you see is Cuban links and Cartis
All foreign whips out front, broke off the Harley
The rich girls bought the Rollies out, this shit gettin' started
Real player vibes, and she said that's what I'm givin' her
How is n***as talkin' down when I just put the ceiling up?
Real n***as back runnin' shit, they can't get rid of us
I can't be around him if that n***a ain't a hundred up
I'm fresh to death showin' up, this a DOA
Your boy can't dress like this, but he'll be okay
Make the money, don't let it make you, at this rate
I ran through a thousand of them blues like a piece of cake (Like cake)
Ask around the city who the best? (Who the best?)
I slid past in that Double R, damn near broke her neck (Damn)

[Chorus]
Unless you 'bout to wrap your head with it, you don't need a vest (Blrrt)
Bad-ass bitch took my soul, I don't need to vent (I don't need to vent)
If you wanna take a picture with me, I'ma need a rack
My outfit a couple stacks, you wear your shit and take it back
Broke a n***a that I thought was gang ran off with a diamond back
I guess that's all it took for me to see where your mind be at
Hangin' 'round with n***as that you diss, where your loyalty at?
I be where the boy be at, I told you that it's more than rap (Way more than rap)
I be sendin' packs from Detroit all across the map
Shoutout one time to the city, I put it on my back