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  • Beat billionaire
  • [Rick Ross]
  • You know I stick to the script
  • Twenty-million dollar nigga, but I do it like this
  • (M-M-M-Maybach Music, Maybach Music)
  • [Rick Ross - Chorus]
  • My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap (Wuh!)
  • My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap (Wuh!)
  • My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap
  • My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap
  • The Rolls-Royce, it's all white
  • Foamposites, the LeBrons, I'm *****in' wit' the Spikes
  • My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap (Woo!)
  • My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap (Woo!)
  • The Rolls-Royce, it's all white (How can I not talk big? I got to)
  • Foamposites (Wale!), the LeBrons, I'm *****in' wit' the Spikes
  • Wale
  • [Wale - Verse 1]
  • Yeah, uh
  • Ferrari mics, *****, I'm on my car show
  • My chick black and white, she ain't no dime, that ***** a Concorde
  • 11 know I'm reppin' this, shoot and I don't ever miss
  • The coupe I'm in is rented, I ain't wit' all that commitment shit
  • P-R-Ps is proper, couple Gs when I'm shoppin'
  • My girls and my SBs, got a thing for pink boxes
  • Shout out Frankie the Butcher, shout out Mishka in Brooklyn
  • That's some nigga from 10.deep ATL, I'm wit' the cooker
  • I ain't e'en tryin', fool, ho, I ball like private school
  • You bammas like Hyperstrikes, your wifey sleep outside of you
  • And Tito's my niggas, you know just we just need more shit and
  • It's ironic how I drop some dough when I got them Homer Simpsons, look
  • Pine-green Foams, they may never see the store
  • Got LeBron Entourages like Maverick and Richie Paul
  • *****, I ball, ho, you lame, look at my Laneys, switchin' lanes
  • Look at my 9s, look at my Blazers, look at my 4s, cut wit' laser
  • Look at my whore, that is your lady, look at my flo', makin' y'all crazy
  • Makin' y'all sick, y'all cannot tame me, Lexus drive me, Maybach pay me
  • Salute
  • [Rick Ross - Chorus]
  • My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap (Woo!)
  • My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap (Woo!)
  • The Rolls-Royce (Huh!), it's all white (Huh!)
  • Foamposites, the LeBrons, I'm *****in' wit' the Spikes
  • Meek Mill
  • [Meek Mill]
  • Yo
  • I said I'm swaggin' out in my Cool Greys, no LL, but these cool Js
  • And my wrist froze, but I'm cool sha', like a bald head, I'm too paid
  • I'm too blazed, and I'm too high, George Kush, the whole crew high
  • Wrong move and that tool fly, better Kon that ass like Wu-sai
  • It's MMG, MOB, young nigga, I been OG
  • Walk around wit' like 10 on me, that 5-7, that fen' on me
  • Don't grin on me wit' them long stares, you ain't God unless no fear
  • Big money, all the hoes, HD, I came so clear
  • We jeweled out and we racked up, Phantom big when it back up
  • Big Boy, look like a Mack truck, shooters ride wit' that Mac tucked
  • I'm a Bad Boy, *****, ask Puff, Simpson-Rodgers, my last cup
  • On this shit, I can't stand up, country Ks as I man up
  • This Rozay, Wale, Gunplay, and that nigga Pill
  • In Brazil, and this shit is real, got bad hoes and that whippet pill
  • One week and we get the deal, one day and I *****ed the *****
  • My Levis, they 501, my snapback is hella bent
  • My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap (Woo!)
  • My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap (Woo!)
  • The Rolls-Royce (Huh!), it's all white (Huh!)
  • Foamposites, the LeBrons, I'm *****in' wit' the Spikes
  • [J. Cole]
  • Fresh-ass nigga, no wonder why them hoes be open
  • That's that nigga, so what'd I say? They okey-dokin'
  • How you figga? You *****in' wit' me? I hope he jokin'
  • I'm witcha girl, you home alone, ***** you Macauley Culkin
  • I'm oviedosin', ay, homie, Kobe smokin'
  • Then put my ashes on you niggas, bet you gon' need lotion
  • I'm slowly roastin', heatin' up, so you know we toastin'
  • ***** hoes wit' no emotion, fade away like Kobe postin'
  • Out in Sweden, like ain't shit that you can't tell us
  • Lord, forgive me, as a kid, I used to look at niggas jealous
  • ‘Cause uh, they had them Js, and my mama wouldn't cop ‘em
  • Can you blame her? Hundred dollars for them *****es wann't a option
  • Now we livin' much better, nigga, pay whatever
  • Rock them *****es once then forgot about ‘em forever
  • My kicks like my chick, I don't need to know the numbers
  • You just need to know I'm comin', I'll kill you niggas this summer
  • Cole
  • My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap
  • My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap
  • The Rolls-Royce, it's all white
  • Foamposites, the LeBrons, I'm *****in' wit' the Spikes
  • My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap (Woo!)
  • My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap (Woo!)
  • The Rolls-Royce (Huh!), it's all white (Huh!)
  • Foamposites, the LeBrons, I'm *****in' wit' the Spikes
  • M-M-M-Maybach Music

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