[Intro: 2 Chainz]
(Buddah Bless this beat)
Yeah

[Chorus: 2 Chainz]
More whips than Kunta Kinte
Made a million dollars bootleggin' my own mixtape, the block was caliente (Hot)
Put the boxin' gloves on, showed you how to beat the cases
If I ever got your number, bitch, I been erased it (Yeah)
Arm full of ten bracelets, I got my arm filled with ten bracelets (Yeah)
I got an arm full of ten bracelets
Arm filled with ten bracelets (What?), I got an arm full of ten bracelets (I been)
I got my arm filled with tеn bracelets

[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
Hold up, hold up, she basic, monеy stuffed in briefcases
Buddah beat, I cremate it, I did the hook, I remade it
Mike Amiri jeans ain't it, pussy make me fiend lately
I just a bought a team, nigga, rest in peace to Bean, nigga
Niggas ain't sippin' no drank, you sippin' Listerine, nigga
Pocket side .380, but it still came with a beam, nigga
Straight from ATL, uh, world call me 2 (2)
Own my own restaurant, I don't even buy food
Own my own weed, I don't even buy gas
Got my own bitch, I don't even buy ass (Not me)
Got the pint on me and I got it in the stash
Bought my shooter Neosporin, his index finger got a rash
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