[Produced by Jahlil Beats]
[Intro]
I put that on Piru
Yo Game, let's go
[Hook: Game]
I've been shot stabbed, left for dead
Walked through every hood in LA
Bandana on my head, guarantee that sh** was red
Machetes and them choppers out, b**hes with their knockers out
I done f**ed ‘em all, that's why I'm standing on Ferraris, n***a
From the corner playing lookout to kitchen cookouts
Yeah, that's why I'm standing on Ferraris, n***a
In a 64, 6'5, too big for a Bugatti
That's why I'm standing on Ferraris, n***a
[Verse 1: Game]
Ran the west for a decade n***a, check the bio
Gave you Cincinnati fitteds like I get it in Ohio
Autographs on the vinyl made the Lamb albino
Straight away in the Wraith, that's a Peyton Manning spiral
You lookin' at your idol, Jesus wrote the Bible
Yeezus, that's my Nike town rival
Dare a n***a try me now, like why me now
Lookin' for Red Octobers, I will tie him down
Stay laced, spit nothin' but based, yeah
All my sh** bump like Craig Mack face
Ask your favorite b**h how my dick taste
Ask your neighbor's b**h how my dick taste
Don't take orders, I dictate
Get your sh** straight, dickface
Perpetual Rollies with the big face
I got 'em lovin' the movement
Beard so long, I'm feelin' like Rick Rubin
[Hook: Game]
I've been shot stabbed, left for dead
Walked through every hood in LA, bandana on my head
Guarantee that sh** was red
Machetes and them choppers out
b**hes with their knockers out
I done f**ed ‘em all, that's why I'm standing on Ferraris, n***a
From the corner playing lookout to kitchen cookouts
Yeah, that's why I'm standing on Ferraris, n***a
In a 64, 6'5, too big for a Bugatti
That's why I'm standing on Ferraris, n***a
[Verse 2: Game]
Top floor at the Biltmore
Say they want a war, sh**, that's what I'm built for
Loungin', Miami with the eye candy
b**hes names Sandy and Bambi, my exes can't stand me
God blessed the n***a with more swag than Jigga
More hoes than Trigga, Trigga know, that's my n***a though
Figure four down, Figueroa
Rick Flair Phantom
All red flannel, n***as don't hit me though
Spit on models, R.Kelly, piss on the center fold
Ever since Doc showed me a billion in a envelope
Love Jimmy, f** Interscope
I'm a don, walk outside, naked, Cuban cigar and Louboutins, huh
sh** on my lawn, snakes in the gra**
I hear ‘em slitherin' and hissin' whenever I pa**
Ridin' ‘round in somethin' French; Khloe Kardash'
Two-hundred on the dash, that's your a**
[Hook: Game]
I've been shot stabbed, left for dead
Walked through every hood in LA, bandana on my head
Guarantee that sh** was red
Machetes and them choppers out
b**hes with their knockers out
I done f**ed ‘em all, that's why I'm standing on Ferraris, n***a
From the corner playing lookout to kitchen cookouts
Yeah, that's why I'm standing on Ferraris, n***a
In a 64, 6'5, too big for a Bugatti
That's why I'm standing on Ferraris, n***a
[Outro: Diddy]
Yo, this n***a Game bought me a motherf**in' red Ferrari for my birthday, n***a. (I put that on Piru) Told me I was honorary. (Put that on Piru)
I said, n***a, I'm with whatever with this motherf**in' red Ferrari, n***a. Yeah, I'll take it
n***a, Game givin' out red Ferraris for no reason, it was just a Tuesday
A motherf**in' Tuesday. n***as said happy Tuesday, Puff
Now that n***a wanna stand on my Ferrari every day
Now that n***a wanna stand on my motherf**in' Ferrari all the time
Drivin' down the street with Hype Williams shootin' a video. We ain't even shootin' a video, we just motherf**in' ridin' down the street, this n***a got Hype Williams shootin' and sh**
See this what happens when that East meets West, we get together, know what I'm sayin'? Say f** the rest, we start partyin' and bullsh**tin', havin' a good time, throwin' pool parties and sh**
n***as start buyin' n***as from the East Coast Ferraris and sh**, sh** all good, red Ferraris at that, n***a
sh**, ain't got no time for no other sh**, I just got time to get this motherf**in' money man. Get this money with me man. So that's what we decided to do so now we gettin' more money than anybody and everybody
And the only color that we motherf**in' at the end of the day gonna beef over is that motherf**in' green motherf**er