Beat billionaire
[Rick Ross]
You know I stick to the script
Twenty-million dollar n***a, but I do it like this
(M-M-M-Maybach Music, Maybach Music)
[Rick Ross - Chorus]
My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap (Wuh!)
My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap (Wuh!)
My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap
My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap
The Rolls-Royce, it’s all white
Foamposites, the LeBrons, I’m f**in’ wit’ the Spikes
My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap (Woo!)
My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap (Woo!)
The Rolls-Royce, it’s all white (How can I not talk big? I got to)
Foamposites (Wale!), the LeBrons, I’m f**in’ wit’ the Spikes
Wale
[Wale - Verse 1]
Yeah, uh
Ferrari mics, b**h, I’m on my car show
My chick black and white, she ain’t no dime, that b**h a Concorde
11 know I’m reppin’ this, shoot and I don’t ever miss
The coupe I’m in is rented, I ain’t wit’ all that commitment sh**
P-R-Ps is proper, couple Gs when I’m shoppin’
My girls and my SBs, got a thing for pink boxes
Shout out Frankie the Butcher, shout out Mishka in Brooklyn
That’s some n***a from 10.deep ATL, I’m wit’ the cooker
I ain’t e’en tryin’, fool, ho, I ball like private school
You bammas like Hyperstrikes, your wifey sleep outside of you
And Tito’s my n***as, you know just we just need more sh** and
It’s ironic how I drop some dough when I got them Homer Simpsons, look
Pine-green Foams, they may never see the store
Got LeBron Entourages like Maverick and Richie Paul
b**h, I ball, ho, you lame, look at my Laneys, switchin’ lanes
Look at my 9s, look at my Blazers, look at my 4s, cut wit’ laser
Look at my who*e, that is your lady, look at my flo’, makin’ y’all crazy
Makin’ y’all sick, y’all cannot tame me, Lexus drive me, Maybach pay me
Salute
[Rick Ross - Chorus]
My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap (Woo!)
My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap (Woo!)
The Rolls-Royce (Huh!), it’s all white (Huh!)
Foamposites, the LeBrons, I’m f**in’ wit’ the Spikes
Meek Mill
[Meek Mill]
Yo
I said I’m swaggin’ out in my Cool Greys, no LL, but these cool Js
And my wrist froze, but I’m cool sha’, like a bald head, I’m too paid
I’m too blazed, and I’m too high, George Kush, the whole crew high
Wrong move and that tool fly, better Kon that a** like Wu-sai
It’s MMG, MOB, young n***a, I been OG
Walk around wit’ like 10 on me, that 5-7, that fen’ on me
Don’t grin on me wit’ them long stares, you ain’t God unless no fear
Big money, all the hoes, HD, I came so clear
We j**eled out and we racked up, Phantom big when it back up
Big Boy, look like a Mack truck, shooters ride wit’ that Mac tucked
I’m a Bad Boy, b**h, ask Puff, Simpson-Rodgers, my last cup
On this sh**, I can’t stand up, country Ks as I man up
This Rozay, Wale, Gunplay, and that n***a Pill
In Brazil, and this sh** is real, got bad hoes and that whippet pill
One week and we get the deal, one day and I f**ed the b**h
My Levis, they 501, my snapback is hella bent
My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap (Woo!)
My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap (Woo!)
The Rolls-Royce (Huh!), it’s all white (Huh!)
Foamposites, the LeBrons, I’m f**in’ wit’ the Spikes
[J. Cole]
Fresh-a** n***a, no wonder why them hoes be open
That’s that n***a, so what’d I say? They okey-dokin’
How you figga? You f**in’ wit’ me? I hope he jokin’
I’m witcha girl, you home alone, b**h you Macauley Culkin
I’m oviedosin’, ay, homie, Kobe smokin’
Then put my ashes on you n***as, bet you gon’ need lotion
I’m slowly roastin’, heatin’ up, so you know we toastin’
f** hoes wit’ no emotion, fade away like Kobe postin’
Out in Sweden, like ain’t sh** that you can’t tell us
Lord, forgive me, as a kid, I used to look at n***as jealous
‘Cause uh, they had them Js, and my mama wouldn’t cop ‘em
Can you blame her? Hundred dollars for them b**hes wann’t a option
Now we livin’ much better, n***a, pay whatever
Rock them b**hes once then forgot about ‘em forever
My kicks like my chick, I don’t need to know the numbers
You just need to know I’m comin’, I’ll k** you n***as this summer
Cole
My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap
My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap
The Rolls-Royce, it’s all white
Foamposites, the LeBrons, I’m f**in’ wit’ the Spikes
My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap (Woo!)
My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap (Woo!)
The Rolls-Royce (Huh!), it’s all white (Huh!)
Foamposites, the LeBrons, I’m f**in’ wit’ the Spikes
M-M-M-Maybach Music