[Chorus]
(Aston Martin Phi)
All this cash I done spent
All these hoes I done f**ed
I ain't got no understanding
I don't really give a f**
Treat that foreign like a rental
Hundred racks stuffed in my denim
And my j**elry cold, December
And I'm ballin' till next winter
(JuJu)
All this cash I done spent
All these hoes I done f**ed
I ain't got no understanding
I don't really give a f**
Treat that foreign like a rental
Hundred racks stuffed in my denim
And my j**elry cold, December
And I be ballin' till next winter
[Verse 1]
(Quez)
I be flying where it's sunny, I be chilling in Miami
n***a all this f**ing j**elry, all gold like a Grammy
n***a try it if you want, youngin' got that you understand me
We some young wild n***as, we don't got no understanding
[?], we make movies we don't panic
Want that molly, holla at Greezy, got that 50 dolla Grammys
Made a milli off of touring, might pull up in something foreign
We got money, I do too, but I took yo b**h because you borin'
Turn up!
(Ali)
All this money this sh** ridiculous, 'bout to buy another truck
If I know just know I f**ed, keep it on me yea it's tucked
Inna [?] throwin' 50, out in MIA with Diddy
I'm the flyest in the city, got her geekin' off that Whitney
'Bout to hit up Magic City, 'Bout to say hello to Kitty
Man I swear to God she miss me, That's what she say everytime she hear me
Man I'm fresher than a b**h, Spent 600 for the kicks
We gon shoot ya if you snitch, First I hit you then we switch
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
(Strap)
Inna Bentley with the kicks, doin' donuts inna 6
All this f**in' street money, I can cash out on them bricks
All these hoes I done f**ed, All this cash I done spent
When the plug call me up, know them bands comin' in
All this f**in' drug money, put Pirelli's on Asanti's
I'm posted in the hood I got that muthaf**a bumpin'
Audemars Piguet them haters hatin' that I done it
Ain't no understanding, Mac 90 hold a hundred
(Luciano)
Hundred racks inna demin, birds stashed inna fender
Break it down, chicken tender, Gettin' money my agenda
Gotcha b**h inna [?], doin' thangs for the scrilla
Ridin' down, 20 geekin', speakers busting through the window
Muthaf**a you remember, got the hoes [?] like Thriller
Matte black Maybach like Zilla
Take a b**h with a pair of Margiela's
You can keep f**in' that broke n***a, or come f** with a dope dealer
Got my ice cold, need a chinchilla
Pop a molly make ya gun a little thinner, you remember?
[Chorus]