[Verse 1]
Giuseppes at the Grammys looking sick
Gold Rolex, that's a grammy on my wrist
And we got them hammers in this b**h
For any n***a think he too legit to quit
Your b**h tryna s** me, I'm like wait a minute
Bought the b**h McDonalds, now she think she winning
Pack louder than an instrumental
What they know about wasting dime on expensive denim
My shoes aren't released when I get em
Bum b**hes, I ain't f**ing with em
Broke n***as, why they f**ing with em?
Broke jokes, I don't f**ing get em
[Hook]
Why they hating on me?
Maybe cause I run the plans up, f** n***as can't stand us
Why they hating on me?
Cashed out on another lick, now I pump holes in your b**h
Why they hating on me?
Maybe cause she a fan n***a, little b**h she know I'm the man n***a
Why they hating on me?
Maybe cause I'm man up n***a, maybe cause my bands up n***a
Got me screaming out motherf** the other side
Motherf** the other side n***a
Motherf** the other side, motherf** the other side n***a
Motherf** the other side, motherf** the other side n***a
Motherf** the other side, motherf** the other side n***a
[Verse 2]
Mad cause I got bands like a rally
All these grands, b**h calling me finale
Smoking Louie with Obama out in Cali
She call me daddy, got a fatty, Imma f** her
She say a fourty coming with her, Imma f** em both
I might go Michigan and do the f**ing most
I smell [?] on your f**ing clothes
I love getting money, smoking dope
I think they in love with being broke
I know I'm in love with getting money
I know other n***a's b**hes love me
Pull up pretty, got em looking ugly
Smelling good, b**hes want to hug me
Ls on another puppy, I'm a shark, you a guppy
Riding clean, smoking rugby
Charlie Sheen, b**h I'm winning
Chilling with exotic women
f** with me I got it
Imma get it till I'm dead n***a, Imma make a k**ing
Smoking dope with paper soldiers
My n***as is paper holders
Old bread, paper molded
Hallelujah, pray for Lou Lou
[Hook]