[Verse 1: Chevy Woods]
I’m married to that money while you n***as gay
Them VVS stones sitting in my bracelet
And yet my outfit sick as fuck just like a patient
Mohamed Ali smoke, that’s the greatest
I pull up in that cost-a-lot, don’t ask the ticket
I don’t park it in the parking lot cus I’m so different
No flower on the chicken either, that’s that pure
That Michael Jordan, 6 seconds, bitch I better score
Don’t act like you don’t see these grapes and all this jewelry
Shit I hustled all this money up, you know the story
Maps gon' see, yea go bitch I’m flirty
Tune up on my new car, man on a Rari
Right after I cook it up you know I played
Designer fresh and everything, why you n***as basic
She do whatever for me just cus she know I’m Taylor
Penthouse, please playa punch the elevator

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I said right after I whip it up you know I played it
I Tony Hawk the police, I’m skatin'
Hammers on a 64, them bands
Like Magic jumpin' out the park, that could make you famous

[Verse 2: Curtis Williams]
Look, me and Chevy in that Chevy
Tell her don’t come in less her and her friends is ready
This money ain’t shit so watch me blow it like confetti
With my brothers and my n***as that’s with me from the beginning
Living life’s a sin and different city, different women
Incredible marijuana, rollin' and smoking ganja
With n***as all around me, Taylor Gang, they be my partners
Recessions with my idols
Made a killing with my eyes closed
But they don’t see me like they blindfold
I’m no n***a to tell a lie
I keep it real and keep it trill
Searching for that profit, fuck a deal
Still remember days when we ain’t had no meals
And while you boys was at the crib we was in them fields
You really had the bill, we really put in work
So it’s never sucka shit if they mentioning Turk
You know wussup, to raise the wall and join I roll a blunt
And then we match up, real n***as doing what they want