Yuh, I had to put pain in this shit
I'm tryna get richer then rich
Yeah, me and pussy niggas we don't click
Spent a lick on this designer fit
Yeah and I got me a bad lil hoe, lil bitch
Want me buy her ed hardy tracksuit
Your ex nigga never had stacks boo
Put a round on his head like a bantu
Thuggin with my rounds, we some rascals
Going up, a nigga had to mantle
Put in work, with my own two hands dude
Countin-, (shlat)
Counting racks, I had to
Got my bitch a new bag, I had to
Copped some new swag, I had to
I had to
I hit three hoes in one night, a hatrick
Your hoe f*cking with me cause I'm having
My pockets so big, they so massive
With my gang, we big dogs like some mastiffs
My shooter wipe noses, he mad sick
Remember back then, a nigga ain't have shit
Now I can go blow a rack up in Saks Fifth
Yeah, now my money stretching it's elastic
Stack it up, stack it up, stack it up
All the way up to the ceiling
I'm tryna build wealth for my-,
Yuh, I'm tryna build wealth for my children
Look at the garments, the linen
Rock out, I'm tryna be the black John Lennon
Yuh, I beat her back and she a wetty
Yeah and my neck is dripping them baguettes
Yuh, I had to put pain in this shit
I'm tryna get richer then rich
Yeah, me and pussy niggas we don't click
Spent a lick on this designer fit
Yeah and I got me a bad lil hoe, lil bitch
Want me buy her ed hardy tracksuit
Your ex nigga never had stacks boo
Put a round on his head like a bantu
Thuggin with my rounds, we some rascals
Going up, a nigga had to mantle
Put in work, with my own two hands dude
Countin-, (shlat)
Counting racks, I had to
Got my bitch a new bag, I had to
Copped some new swag, I had to
I had to