Birdman - This n***a Here lyrics

[Hook - Schife] Gucci this, Louis that, I'm on my designer sh** Presidential top notch, only rock the finest sh** Purple label, new Cavallis, ain't nobody fly as this Back seat of the double R, I'm on my recliner sh** This n***a here keep a 100 on his wrist This n***a here keep him a bad b**h This n***a here keep a customized whip This n***a here keep a hundred round clip This n***a here keep it realer than a motherf**er More ruthless than these other motherf**ers [Verse 1 – Ace Hood] I'm in the booth up in this motherf**er God knows I spit the truth to all these motherf**ers I tell them workin' don't get paid up in this motherf**er Grab you a [?] and go get laid up in this motherf**er I roll up, n***as bow down b**hes show up, they wanna bow down My money too extravagant to handle it And I'm arrogant as f**, me, I'm the one who handle it Every corner that you got under new management We get the money, burn it to the ground, y'all can have that sh** Yaoue team p**y, I'm a go and damage it Leave a hundred shells outside your house, n***a handle it [Hook] [Verse 2 - Ace Hood] Round 2 up in this motherf**er Fist full of cash, stunting in this motherf**er Grab a b**h and tell her she comin' with all of us Then tell her go and get her friend for my god brother We got money and we finna shut the club down Ace Hood? p**y n***a ask around You come to my city? Hottest in the town n***as got a problem? Meet my chopper rounds AK47, leave ya body down I know you heard, but we showing out in every town I keep that Louis dripping on me when I puts it down They holler "This n***a here, he a f**in clown" [Hook] [Verse 3 – Birdman] 50 on some Gucci, 50 on the rag, 100 on some Louis, 100 in the bag 100 and the whole dashboard gold, platinum on the teeth, cherry red roll You know the money swole, a n***a never folds, presidential sweets, Italian marble floor 20 million on some new sh**, new houses, new whips, all new sh** New b**h, mandatory keep a new lick, new clips, hollow tips for the bullets Stunting on these b**hes see we do this every summer, pull out the hummers Calli for the runners, sun do shine Shine on the sun, make another mil, spend another hundred [Hook]