Christians on my feet like Godzilla after ma** over
You Egyptian firstborns, this is Pa**over
Ain't nothin' in the world I wouldn't choose this cash over
Your girl walk up in my crib and bend that a** over
f** you a** posers, trying to act soldier
You n***as' triggers ain't seen action since the last owner
I spent less time in the hood, but my a** colder
My fists will make a better view of the gra** for you
But enough of that, n***a, I'm just trying to chill
Meet some women, drink a brew, while I stack bills
Snapbacks and tattoos, Snapchats of flashed nudes
Bash fash and smash a**, sell that hash cause cash rules
I'm tryna make my dollars
And make these girlies holla
Going faster than Impalas, gotta swallow all my pride
And then I'll throw up some dollars
Harder triller k**er, Stevie got the tight rhymes
And I'm an actor; won't stop til I'm on primetime
So n***a, this is grind time
Fine dimes and white lines can hold me til my light's lime
Ain't got time for no bobo bozos
Save all my cash for those dope clothes in SoHo
f** ma** appeal
I'm in my own league; call me Tyson, Mike or Neil
Sniffing c**aine cause a n***a too paid
Self-indulgence getting mindless, I've been drunk for two days
Or maybe it was three days, or hold up, make it four days
Don't matter, I'm more paid, ignore what you bores say
Don't smoke but afford haze, got c**a from Jorge
This tape here is foreplay, BQE's that cold flame
And when it drops, I will be more paid and more paid
Walk up in your label, pay cash for the whole thing