Yeah, Metro, Metro, sit, you know what it is Uh, uh, yeah, yeah, yeah I made a whole mil' off the drip Bought a rich mil', quarter mil' Sippin' out the cell, hurt the kidney Trappin' Bobby, R.I.P. to Whitney Love my guinea, 12 gon' get me All them oppa gets 150 The bald man make one call Hit him with the saw Pull up for Robert K. Crowe Then I put my wrist on fraud Yeah, I went road gold with the paddy I had to grab the chopper for the stadium Mama insulin for my daddy Luther King with the dream, work magic Pick up rain, start to say I need glasses Get it floatin' off the lane like a ladder Had to switch my lane, my pattern Rolls-Royce, it's a ghost-like castle Gang dude drippin' in the peep coat I was sittin' in the pan, face the Rico My daddy on dope, tryna keep low Put the AP on my mama, she on fleeko Double C's on my feet, Valentino I got 13 M's, that's my Reno Don't work in a churn, work a kilo What's that, check the peepo Jumpin', get the kiffin' like ghetto Diamonds dancin' like Fabo Flip a nigga ass when I say so With a Glock, not a Draco Connect the dots like a Lego Chicken in the wheel, micko We did the independent takeover I make a bitch get the makeover Kick back like a Maybach bitch 38 with the beam back then They clean and the money comin' in 1988, my lens For the bitch that she ate her friends What you got in the safe, I want in Hundred racks, I can blow it in the wind I made a whole mill off a drill Bought a rich mill, quarter mill Sippin' out the cell, hurt the kidney Trappin' Bobby, R.I.P. to Whitney Love my guinea twerk, gon' get me All them oppa gets 150 The ball man make one call Hit him with the saw Pull up Ferrari, quick crawl Then I put my wrist on fraud I went road gold with the Patek I had to grab the chopper for the static Mama insulin for my daddy We can rain, start the same, need glasses We can flowin' out the lane like Aladdin Metro sales always upset And we got so much bread Bury us in Dosey, bitch, and cover us with bread All this money pilin' I might buy a private island All this private flyin' Providence in a different climate Elliot and Fizzy teamin' up They got me wet Told my bitch to bury me Ain't nothin' but baguettes Nine cups but my takeoff And Roll Royce truck is red Pussy, please don't push me Cause I'm so close to the lid I made a whole meal off a dribble Bought a rich man a quarter mil' Sippin' out the cell, her to get me Trappin' Bobby, R.I.P. to Whitney Love my guinea twerk, gon' get me All them oppa gets 150 The ball man make one call Hit him with the saw Pull up Ferrari, quick crawl Then I put my wrist on fraud I went road gold with the Patek Momma insulin for my daddy Luther King with the dream, word of magic Think it rain, stop to say you need glasses Hit the floor and out the lane like Aladdin