[Hook x2:] Good weed and broads, spaceships and stars Roll out the red carpet but hold the applause Roll out the red carpet but hold the applause [Verse 1:] New Orleans and narcotics draped in metal and fiber optics ‘Cause dull b**hes attracted to shiny objects Well I guess y’all can kick it, Phife Dawg Q-Tip, we all Souls of Mischief This is how we chill until the globe stop spinnin’ I told all my folks that I’d be comin’ back with it Now ask ‘em if I did it any different, peppermints and lemons Boss brothers choppin’ business around the table It resembles a civil rights sit-in Powerful sh**, editin’ rooms, hours of clips A man of many hats in this new era Nurturing several smaller business underneath my umbrella On the low low [Hook x2] [Verse 2:] And I’m still on top of the money Dope boy mattress, a hundred K cash With the box spring under it, who they think they f**in’ wit’ Spitta won't have none of it, suits offer contracts I tear that sh** up in front of them, baby girl I’m just hustlin’ Without c**aine smugglin’ but this sh** is dope Tito Roll these as we smoke, joints infinity Highed up, supposed to have breakfast at Tiffany’s With Brittany but I got tied up, low riders Hydraulics, trunks full of batteries and wires Flow get tighter and tighter, adjustable pliers Flip through these b**hes like Zippo lighters [Hook x2]