(Intro)
The only thing on scene I'd like to put an amend on,
Perhaps a little more room here for the vixens
Oh, we gon' have a lot of vixens?
We gonna have so many f**king vixens up in this motherf**ker
This sh*t gon' go through the roof
Goddamn, I'm sh*ttin' gold these days
(Verse)
n***a we made it
I got my own motherf**king day, n***a
February 25th
Thug Thursday
Top off in that drop hit, yeah,
n***a, we made it
Pulling up in that gloss, like
n***a, we made it
Came up from the bottom
So many n***as didn't hate me
Now they saying
n***as, they made it
Mouse life, living boss life
Yeah, b**ch, I do
And I f**k that bad b**ch that's wid you too
Been the boss down south where my city, man
Ball wid the boss howl, drive them b**ch insane
Er'body know my name and what I claim ain't eva been lame
Keep a couple cool chains and some cool frames
All about getting chased, money down the lane
And I move sane, and I drive 'Rarri
In the Mac white GLoss, or whateva
Hey, I just keep gettin' realler
Just stay bout that cheddar
I'm a young OG, er'body know me
Rollin' with my trophies
Keep it down, shotgun, yeah, she gon' ride wid me
Cause I'm a every damn fool, and I'm so damn cool
Pulling up in that Rollz, like
n***a, we made it!
I ain't platinum, but I'm already platinum