[Hook]
I'm smoking dope, I'm on my cell phone
I'm selling dope, straight off the iPhone
He want a quote, he talking 9 zones
He bought four, I front him 5 more
9 piece, straight 8 balls
MJG b**h I got 8 balls
9 piece, straight 8 balls
MJG b**h I got 8 balls
[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
Suave house, still independent
Distribution Mexican, he still sending
No contract, take my word
Send a hundred packs b**h, them my birds
Shoe box, no shoes in 'em
In the two seater, me and two women
No Def Jam, went solo
Took the custies prices solo
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[Verse 2: T.I.]
It's the king young gunner
Hotter than a sauna in the summer
n***a think I'm playing round if you wanna
Bring the thunder and the lightening
Like a sighting if you try me
On my Warren Buffet sh**
That monkey sh** behind me
You want a square, n***a, you know where to find me
Don't call me on my cell
You tryna send a pimp to jail
If you buying 25 you can get it for the twelve
Uncut, rocked up, got tan and pale yeah
Hey let me send a little message to my enemies
You n***a get to telling have 'em buried 'fore they sentence me
Come to ATL, hit any trap bet they remember me
Billionaire swag with a dope boys energy
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Rick Ross]
Soft white, I got that G-mix
I'm going Gold, crumbs to the bricks
I'm on the road, lets buy some new whips
Trick a hundred hoes, spend a few chips
9 piece, straight 8 balls
b**h I'm blowing up like Napalm
Got your bottom b**h going AWOL
n***a's looking at ya like you fell off
No sir, not me
I'm double platinum just like my Ferrari
Bullet proof, n***a, Teflon
Why you snorting that, that sh** stepped on
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