Rollie AP Patek I can′t choose
Rich n***a got a lot of jewels
Shout out to my lawyer that boy smooth
I been saving money like a Jew
Still pourin up by the deuce
N***a who the motherfuck is you
Tyga pack a pistol he a fool
I been killing n***as like it's cool
I′m back on the radar
Tomato tomaato whatever you call it
The inside of all "em I'm ballin
Walk around with that Glock in my pocket
They Keep Em up on me can't do too much talkin
Nah for real half a mil on my collar
Way too big I can′t dig in my pocket
Go and look what I did for the projects
Who say I ain′t poppin?
Helicopter take to her to the club
From the hood this shit feel good (yeah)
I'm goin up on ′em soon as I wake up
She let me fuck on her bust on her make up Hold up
This might be a baby takeover
I take maggot Bitch and give her makeover
I pop a pill and start to Feel Like favo
Got so many stitch from now call me Draco
Thick bitch with her head in my legs
Ain't sick but I′m takin these meds
Act out I been sippin em red
These n***as cappin and you heard what I said
(Yeah)