[Intro:]
All that
Yea, but really
[Verse 1:]
I just got this dough in my pocket, the hoes that be jockin'
This weight on my shoulder, all these clothes in my closet
V12 engines, beautiful women
This life is a blast n***a when you the one winnin'
Liquor in my kidneys, yac when I'm sippin'
Black Escalade, with all of my n***as
Calls from them prisons, from careless decisions
Tryin' to upgrade yo livin', tryna spin off yo pivot
I relate though my n***a, so I shoot you that green dot
We f**ing these b**hes, 2013 Aaliyahs
We fly to these countries, and follow in Levi's
I'm so west side n***a, arriba arriba
These n***as be hatin', but really I see why
Hundred a show, so gas up the G5
That's one of my goals n***a, know I complete mine
I think it, I do it
It's part of my design
[Hook:]
Yea, in a hotel suite, with a famous freak
Yea, told her do her thing, she ain't even blink
Uh, took her off her feet, put her on that sink
Aye, everything by choice, but she came for me
Look, so I got that flight you should probably chief
Yea, shots of Patron make yo body weak
Look, and I ain't gon stop til we f** up yo sheets
Look, then I wake you up and just f** up yo sleep
[Verse 2:]
Young n***a with no conscience, corporate cards in my wallet
b**hes tell me I'm awesome, I'm like duh b**h, I'm on Slawson
Life's short, there's no promise
Party hard like New Orleans
Crack a pint near pourin', but I don't ever start snoring
Put the gas, I keep floorin'
Stop lookin', that could be yours
I just roll with the f**in' bookies to take that money, thesaurus
All I know is get more, all I know is just flourish
Started off on that porch
Now I strip tip who*es
Crab and lobster on Collins
n***as all skipped college
Ended up as them bosses, all I know is we poppin'
All I know is I got it
TMZ, that's my logic
Marathon, ain't no stoppin'
That's the way I get all this
Los Angeles raw sh**, county jail top ram sh**
Court take, gang brawl sh**
Smoking, smellin like dog sh**
I be feeling like aw sh**, I gotta go home, I gotta get up out
Then you scratch yo head, tryna find the routes, you gotta figure it out
Gotta buy a Benz, buy a house
Stay confident while you try it out
Really do this type of sh** that these rappin n***as be lyin bout
Be lyin bout, they trickin hoes, they flyin out
b**hes call me like come through
I'm like yea boo, I'm bout to wear you out
[Hook:]
Yea, in a hotel suite, with a famous freak
Yea, told her do her thing, she ain't even blink
Uh, took her off her feet, put her on that sink
Aye, everything by choice, but she came for me
Look, so I got that flight you should probably chief
Yea, shots of Patrone make yo body wave
Look, and I ain't gon stop til we f** up yo sheets
Look, then I wake you up and just f** up yo sleep
[D.J. V.I.P:]
All money in, no money out