My nigga Rick Ross (Ft. Young Breed)

Black bottle boys, Ciroc lifestyle, Mastermind
Untouchable Empire ya heard me

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
Four stacks on the balmain jean jacket
I'm addicted to things i got a mean habit
Nigga look at my rings i've got team tatted
Me stacking my cream the only thing matter
Me whippin that 'cain you know it's G status
Quarter Key in back just like a beef potted
When am in the spot know it's straight crackin'
Got your chain snached actin' like it ain't happen
Jigga am with won at least eight pageants
Cartier cost ya boy 80 carats
Black bottle boy we can go to war
Started 40 bottles, we can order more
Outgrewed save; Money waterwall
My Audemars for ballers, nigga none of y'all
Shit got real back in '98
Look around lil niggas buying weight
Park the money caller when it's seven ???
All white phantom now we heavy weight
Talkin money team, money nigga everyway
Money team, money nigga everyway
She never fucked a nigga with straight commas
They come right back like I'm A. Broner
Come right back like I'm A. Broner
Come right back like I'm A. Broner