We packin' diamond pistols!
I done blew up and copped the crib
I don't gotta pay the rent now (I don't gotta pay the rent)
Before the money, that girl lookin' like a ten but she a letdown (more like a ten minus four)
Yuh, I'm talkin' platinum
Fuck around and blow up like a loaded gun
Before the money, that girl lookin' like a ten but she a letdown (yeah)
Oh, imagine all the bands I could blow (blow)
Tryna get rich think of the hands I could throw (throw)
And all the screamin' fans at the show (show)
Singin' every word, goddamn that'd be dope (dope)
Yuh, if I had a hit (a hit), I'm picturin'
If I blew up on the charts, that'd be it (that'd be it)
Think of the money (money)
That shit'll mint, I'll cop the new mercedez Benz
Made a milli' and I got some teeth
Shoutout obie trice, smile look like mr. Clean
Black jag boy, I stay with queens
I'm only hittin' h now, I'm too rich for weed
My numbers stay the same, I'm not callin' back
They say I done changed, nothin' wrong with that
Now these little leprechauns want my sack
I'm countin' racks, eatin' wings in the maybach
I done blew up and copped the crib
I don't gotta pay the rent now (I don't gotta pay the rent)
Before the money, that girl lookin' like a ten but she a letdown (more like a ten minus four)
Yuh, I'm talkin' platinum
Fuck around and blow up like a loaded gun
Before the money, that girl lookin' like a ten but she a letdown (yeah)
