[Hook] (Repeat)
My mansion sittin' on 40 acres
Who da neighbors?
Kobe Bryant from the Lakers
Now that's paper
Kobe Bryant from the Lakers
Now that's paper
[Verse 1]
Big cribs lot of cars and enormenous prices
I don't tell you what I spend but my blood might
Get money, get p**y, smoking weed forever
Rub that money in my palms cause it grease better
Whole real estate came with a lot of zeros
(How you do that mayne?)
Sold to a lot of people, over 30 million souls, that's a lot of people
Now I got a big crib that fit a lot of people
[Hook] (Repeat)
[Verse 2]
Straight from the projects now I run Maserati
The life of a mob n***a I think I'm John Gotti
They feed me proof I buy what I chose
I take 40 racks, I throw it out and I'm cool
Got all thirsty b**hes think I am going pay 'em
You think you care but money you gets nay
No need for wristband the owner know who I am
Ten bottles of Rose two models on both hands
[Hook] (Repeat)