War﹥Pape Baby Smoove

[Intro]
(Meech)

[Chorus]
When I find a good bitch, I'ma put her in a safe
Ain't no way in hell we choosing war over pape
Bitch I'm rich as hell, bring your Ferrari by the lake
I can't really go on dates everybody know my face

[Verse]
Now my steaks normal, this is prime kobe
I make sure I tip the chef every time I say grace
I remember being broke, you laughed through it in my face
I know that shit be hurting, cause I'm richer than your bank
I have some bitches cheerleading, I'm the star what you think?
I pray niggas nеver try me, OT, cause I'ma spank
My nigga always on thе block, top of the hill like Hank
I know you probably know already, but I don't play about my drank
Old friends hating on me, I don't care them niggas bitches
Old hoes lying on me, they just trying to up they image
They only calling for a favor, they ain't calling when they chilling
They only call for you to spend it, they don't call to help you get it
That boy the truth, no Paul Pierce, I'm living what I do
I mean I'm rapping what I live, 911 on my coupe
When I was young it was Taco Bell, now it's truffle and wagyu
I got 220 on my dash, 807 in it too
Don't you know I do 200 if I really want to
He'll never come outside when that price is on you
Push the Maybach through the ops shit, I'm feeling like Lucius
Pull up 10 chains, 8 bowls, old school coupes
Pull up 10 chains, 750 on my neck, half a pint in my cup