{Scru Face Jean: Chorus}
Big Stacks, skinny pants
Turn a hundred to a grand
See you hatin' with ya mans
I could really give a damn
We the young warren buffetts
We the young warren buffetts
We the young
Warren buffetts
Warren buffetts, warren buffetts
Now if theres money to be made
Guess whos gonna make it
If theres money to be made
Guess whos gonna make it
If theres money to be made
Guess whos gonna make it n***a
Guess whos gonna make it n***a
Guess whos gonna make it FACE
{Scru Face Jean: Verse 1}
Okay I believe in honor
But all they want is drama
Cuz my check look like a sentence
With all these little commas
Going hard enough to trauma
The whole court and your honor
And fans scream my name
So i jump on stage like lil mama
Now im back like karma
Purple hearted bomba's
This the money war we let them dollars desert storm us
We them paid mothaf**as tell them s**as guard they mommas
These haters tryna k** me for the change.. Obama, na-na
When you start gettin mo' rich, n***as hop up on yo' dick
No h*mo thats ho sh**, i dont think that they focused
PHS swam on yo' click, dont you see all them locusts
Mow the green, make your shoulder lean
Cause that sweet is full of young dro b**h
{Scru Face Jean: Chorus}
{Scru Face Jean: Verse 2}
Why yo girl approach us, ask to sign her poster
Thats just an excuse though, she just want me closer
I got rings no coaster, collect change like the sofa
My mind is dark like folgers but you n***as sweet like mocha
Wingardium Leviosa cause im fly when i spit it dog
I dont think you hear me, pot is harry n***a griffindorf
Money in the buildin tell these children they should get the door
Hot a** flow like hot a** coals when they hit the floor
Or, catch me chillin in my summer home
Out in africa they happy cause they son is home
The city turn to star wars with 100 clones
Im like a skeleton.. got more than a hundred bones
{Scru Face Jean: Chorus}