(Intro) The only thing on scene I'd like to put an amend on, Perhaps a little more room here for the vixens Oh, we gon' have a lot of vixens? We gonna have so many f**king vixens up in this motherf**ker This sh*t gon' go through the roof Goddamn, I'm sh*ttin' gold these days (Verse) n***a we made it I got my own motherf**king day, n***a February 25th Thug Thursday Top off in that drop hit, yeah, n***a, we made it Pulling up in that gloss, like n***a, we made it Came up from the bottom So many n***as didn't hate me Now they saying n***as, they made it Mouse life, living boss life Yeah, b**ch, I do And I f**k that bad b**ch that's wid you too Been the boss down south where my city, man Ball wid the boss howl, drive them b**ch insane Er'body know my name and what I claim ain't eva been lame Keep a couple cool chains and some cool frames All about getting chased, money down the lane And I move sane, and I drive 'Rarri In the Mac white GLoss, or whateva Hey, I just keep gettin' realler Just stay bout that cheddar I'm a young OG, er'body know me Rollin' with my trophies Keep it down, shotgun, yeah, she gon' ride wid me Cause I'm a every damn fool, and I'm so damn cool Pulling up in that Rollz, like n***a, we made it! I ain't platinum, but I'm already platinum