Yo Gotti
Strapped in Calabasas
[Verse 1]
Hottest label in the game
Maybe I should retire
Walk out the house in Calabasas
I'm still clutching fire
Why you bulletproof the car
You must think you gon’ die
They shoulda bulletproofed they car
Cuz n***a nothing slide
Real smoke get smoked n***a
Any day I can go back to selling dope n***a
Imagine that
I'm re'ing up with like 30 mil’
You sign with me
You get a plug and yo record deal
And that's a bonus
Bad bitches on us
Soccer team owner
Hellcats & Trackhawks, just to do donuts
Been tryna buy the hood
Wanna buy the Grizzlies
If I buy a bitch a Birkin
Is you gon' be in my business
I just seen myself on Shadе Room
Head first in a relationship
And I knew that shit was gon' fadе soon
Cuz I'm the type of n***a take 2-3 bitches to Mexico
You know Tulum
Never gon' jump that broom for real (Never)
I'm just in the field
Cuz I don't know fake from real
[Chorus]
Get the money, feel important
You want the Dior’s or the Jordan’s (Both)
Supreme Forces like a trey
We come from nothing by the way
I just fired my CPA (Fuck em)
Too much money for a safe
Type of money for an estate (Yeah)
So Mario & Mariah & Kayla straight
For real

[Verse 2]
Dope boy life what I be living
Nothing special than making your first million (keep going)
Spend it how you wanna kuz it's yours
I know you gotta get that Cuban & that foreign

[Outro]