[Intro]
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

[Verse]
I don't know what you think
My n***a gon' break the bank
My circle just racks on racks
His Rollie just Day-to-Date
Timepiece on Flavor Flav
Still reminisce bout those days
These diamonds gon ease the pain
These diamonds gon ease the pain

My n***a never used to sing
But the feds done picked his brain
I heard he on the stands
And he's pointing every way
See it's pointless anyway
Cause this what I'm finna say
Even if he snitch on him
His homies still here to stay

My n***a shoplift a brick, he took it now it's his
He ain't fool nobody, it's just for him and his kids
See momma, I'm sorry for the way a n***a live, dawg
But I need a Ferrari and I ain't working 10-6
Spend $,200 on kicks, $5,000 dollars on fits
You get a headshot and that's it
I'm out on Crenshaw with the Crips
The vibe in LA kida iff, probably cause Nip—ugh
Lesson learned, keep one on top, specially if you rich
Cause these n***as ain't shit, no
And these bitches ain't shit, no
Tryna get money and quit
The streets ain't nothin but a trick
Get some hunnies, give em game
Get the Patek, keep it plain
Stay on your pivot never switch your lane
Pack it and ship it put it on a plane
I get overseas money, young n***a eatin' off the exchange
I get overseas money, funny all I had to do was use my brain
I got a bitch in LA with the vibe
I got a bitch in UK with some class
I got a bitch in the 6ix who can't fly
She on probation, they gave her a pass

G63 with the digital dash
Put her head back when I step on the gas
I got a bitch who don't give me no ass
All she good for is just bringin' the cash
All I know is this shit come fast
These n***as know this ain't that
My n***a play tic for tac
We got money gotta get him a bag
Let's go