[Verse 1]
Giuseppes at the Grammys looking sick
Gold Rolex, that’s a grammy on my wrist
And we got them hammers in this bitch
For any n***a think he too legit to quit
Your bitch tryna suck me, I’m like wait a minute
Bought the bitch McDonalds, now she think she winning
Pack louder than an instrumental
What they know about wasting dime on expensive denim
My shoes aren’t released when I get em
Bum bitches, I ain’t fucking with em
Broke n***as, why they fucking with em?
Broke jokes, I don’t fucking get em

[Hook]
Why they hating on me?
Maybe cause I run the plans up, fuck n***as can’t stand us
Why they hating on me?
Cashed out on another lick, now I pump holes in your bitch
Why they hating on me?
Maybe cause she a fan n***a, little bitch she know I’m the man n***a
Why they hating on me?
Maybe cause I’m man up n***a, maybe cause my bands up n***a
Got me screaming out motherfuck the other side
Motherfuck the other side n***a
Motherfuck the other side, motherfuck the other side n***a
Motherfuck the other side, motherfuck the other side n***a
Motherfuck the other side, motherfuck the other side n***a
[Verse 2]
Mad cause I got bands like a rally
All these grands, bitch calling me finale
Smoking Louie with Obama out in Cali
She call me daddy, got a fatty, Imma fuck her
She say a fourty coming with her, Imma fuck em both
I might go Michigan and do the fucking most
I smell [?] on your fucking clothes
I love getting money, smoking dope
I think they in love with being broke
I know I’m in love with getting money
I know other n***a’s bitches love me
Pull up pretty, got em looking ugly
Smelling good, bitches want to hug me
Ls on another puppy, I’m a shark, you a guppy
Riding clean, smoking rugby
Charlie Sheen, bitch I’m winning
Chilling with exotic women
Fuck with me I got it
Imma get it 'till I’m dead n***a, Imma make a killing
Smoking dope with paper soldiers
My n***as is paper holders
Old bread, paper molded
Hallelujah, pray for Lou Lou

[Hook]