[Verse 1]
I whip a funky mix, you say I'm serving base
Pushin' cake, I count a hundred racks or better
Finest leathers on display
I do this shit with ease, I keep it P, you n***as play
Ain't got no dough, still living with your bitch
What a disgrace
Your father should've bust you on your momma face
These n***as life be like a treadmill, they just run in place
This that new Rice that get you right, I got exquisite taste
These struggle rappers, they be hoardin', waste of fuckin' space
Your wife, I fuck her face
Your life's a fuckin' waste
Need I remind you, I'm big timing in these fuckin' states
Need I rem- Hold on, hold on (Never can say goodbye)
(Let the n***a Mike Jack sing to 'em real quick
Bring it back on these n***as)
I got designer on my mind, you n***as' talk is cheap
I'm on an island, on recliners, staying sucka free
My bitch a dime, she rockin' diamonds, ain't no touching me
(You already know what it is, I'm a non-contact sport n***a Thousand dollar minks on
You n***as will never feel shit like this in your life, you dig
In your motherfucking life)

[Outro]
Aye go to work, aye go to work
Aye go to work, well I'ma need that
Aye go to work, aye go to work
Aye go to work, well I'ma need that
Aye go to work, aye go to work
Aye go to work, well I'ma need that
Aye go to work, aye go to work
Aye go to work, well I'ma need that