[Bridge:] All the n***a talk ‘bout bricks and birds Chinchilla sh**, n***a his and hers AP, Rolex, he’s a professional They call him Snowman b**h, the Black Eskimo In a black full length mink, getting this money Try to stop me, lay you down like a perm n***a IPhone on you hoes, taking selfies at the store Strike a pose with them hoes like “look at me!†’04, ’05, little n***a, I was getting tight money, don’t fold up 2 door, 250 b**h you better open my door when I roll up Had them coming to Atlanta for the Hawks Had the ticket, was the man in the city Had the city so motherf**in hot Damn near bought a fan for my city What ya talkin’ bout Used to get money with the milli, OG said sell with If he tell you anything Then he’ll tell you n***a that I ain’t ever tell sh** Ain’t no need to be excited, I ain’t ever been indicted p**y n***a I ain’t told sh** The nerve of you n***as, signed with these rappers that never sold sh** Had that Rolls gold, Rose Bowl Jacob all Rose gold everything (Trinidad!) Talkin’ ‘Rarri 430 with the piping on the seat, it was everything n***a made a quarter mil at the Texaco Took his thing in the club like he’s Plaxico Always fresh from head to toe Know his name in the mall n***a? Every Sto’ [Bridge:] I ain’t talk to be talking I don’t to just talk Snow say something y’all better listen up You going in your bag, what you goin’ by your j**eler n***a you icing out your wrist or what? Yeah, I got a few trophies b**h that Hublot looking like a Heisman I’m so motherf**ing high up in this b**h I swear I’m thinking ‘bout diving 5 quarters on chill Wrist looking like it’s real, n***a Mike Jones (who?) You gone learn ‘bout this n***as Loaned s**m out these n***as What they is n***a? my clone Gotta keep the gra** cut Keep your eyes on these snake a** n***as cuz they pythons The God of this b**h, the MJ of this sh** And you can tell these n***as Mike home