[Intro]
Do you think you're better off alone?
!llmind put the loop on
[Pre-Chorus: Guapdad 4000]
Big bust down, Hellcat did the race
Big mask on, no face, no case
Big black truck, back-to-back from the bank
Back to facts, next raise in the safe
Drivin’ hella slow, you don't race no Wraith
Diamonds like a king, to my whip I'm a slave
Diamonds on my queen, to this dick she a slave
Let’s count it up, see what we made
[Chorus: Guapdad 4000 & Rick Ross]
How many times did you call me? I told you I'm droppin' it off (Brrt, brrt, brrt)
How many times I said, "Fuck it, we hungry, I'm breakin' the law"?
How many drugs did you do 'fore you realized you numbin' your flaws? (It's the biggest, yes)
How many bottles you bought ’fore you realized you lost in the sauce? (Huh, Maybach Music)
[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
Big bankroll, real nigga, live twice
Smile in the roads like the grill all lights (Huh)
Told me where she from, and her friend, both Pisces
(Shippin’ out bottles, for the last four nights)
Niggas say, "Shine" so I rock more rings
Run up on mine know the Glock gon' bang
Clique stay strong ’til we got more fame
'Til my dogs came home, no this shit won't change
Still in the zone, Boss hot as propane
Still turn a corner like blocks of cocaine (Haha)
Niggas that's broke, no they cannot relate (Brrt)
Do the red carpet, and know that we lit
Valet the V9, you know that’s my thing (Huh)
Heavy all night, so she notice my chain (Yes)
This for my niggas, I'm wishing you well (Well)
Call me a suspect but never would tell (On my life, for my niggas)
Do you think you're better off alone?
!llmind put the loop on
[Pre-Chorus: Guapdad 4000]
Big bust down, Hellcat did the race
Big mask on, no face, no case
Big black truck, back-to-back from the bank
Back to facts, next raise in the safe
Drivin’ hella slow, you don't race no Wraith
Diamonds like a king, to my whip I'm a slave
Diamonds on my queen, to this dick she a slave
Let’s count it up, see what we made
[Chorus: Guapdad 4000 & Rick Ross]
How many times did you call me? I told you I'm droppin' it off (Brrt, brrt, brrt)
How many times I said, "Fuck it, we hungry, I'm breakin' the law"?
How many drugs did you do 'fore you realized you numbin' your flaws? (It's the biggest, yes)
How many bottles you bought ’fore you realized you lost in the sauce? (Huh, Maybach Music)
[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
Big bankroll, real nigga, live twice
Smile in the roads like the grill all lights (Huh)
Told me where she from, and her friend, both Pisces
(Shippin’ out bottles, for the last four nights)
Niggas say, "Shine" so I rock more rings
Run up on mine know the Glock gon' bang
Clique stay strong ’til we got more fame
'Til my dogs came home, no this shit won't change
Still in the zone, Boss hot as propane
Still turn a corner like blocks of cocaine (Haha)
Niggas that's broke, no they cannot relate (Brrt)
Do the red carpet, and know that we lit
Valet the V9, you know that’s my thing (Huh)
Heavy all night, so she notice my chain (Yes)
This for my niggas, I'm wishing you well (Well)
Call me a suspect but never would tell (On my life, for my niggas)
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