[Verse]
My money be growing on tree's, how I make it?
Say they gon' get me, I'm patiently waiting
I'm fighting my case, boy, I ain't on probation
I done fucked too many hoes, they can't take it
You try to reach for this chain, then take it
Put shoes on the beam, that bitch say Forgiato
Call up my plug, like, "I need a P, Pablo"
Valli's, Balenciaga's and Bugatti's, I'm gettin' this shit out the streets, my vato
Hit him with the heat, tell his bitch ass adios
Get yo' bitch off my D, tryna fuck up my audio
I put her on Remy, she fuck with Bacardi though
She don't want a molly though, she want a percocet
She tryna give me and my Stop 6 n***as percocet sex
Let's play a game, it's called "Who gettin' bread?", or let's play "Who scratch off in that vet'" (Bitch)
Oh, he hurt?, say that shit wit' yo' chest (Bitch)
Heard he mad 'cause his bitch is a cheater (Aye)
I'm in L.A, I'm fuckin' a libra (Aye)
Put a opp in the wood, that's Keisha (Bitch)
Pull up on yo' hoe, like, "Hi, nice to meet ya'" I freak her, I wouldn't be her (Bitch)
I'm in the murda, I'm sleepin', woke up in Manhattan, eatin' New York Pizza (Aye)

[Outro]
New York Pizza, eatin New York Pizza