[Intro]
Uh, come on, yeah
Marc nigga
We got these niggas I told you baby we got these niggas...
Better know
You better know
You better know
You better know
Better know
Uh, come on
[Verse 1]
The weed loud but the money quiet
Keep it down, let no one inquire (Shhhh)
The secret's out like my truck is wired
Bitches trippin' out, I'm just such a liar
Nothing under mysis shrimp and jambalaya
Pulling up in something fire, bulletproof so you been dying
Tell the truth, we movin' china but
My new boo, she Hawaiian
Got your jiggaboo [writers?]
Who you think, you Lucious Lyon
Oh ma the new routines is hot an'
Soon as I roll up mama hop in
Feel good to see niggas from the block win - don't it?
I'm very handsome in the telly
Lampin' in my Helly Hansen
Few Israeli bitches' belly dancin'
Manis and Petis, Mercedes
Got my ladies Giuseppes, check it
Baby 380's stashed in Avis and Pelles, buss it
Hopped out the foreign, they thought I was Warren Buffett
From here on its all or nothin
If I fall off I turn on the oven
If you trippin', drop a few long on the luggage
Nigga you ball on a budget
I ain't nothing to be fucked with (nuthin nigga)
Bring in my horns and trumpets
Uh, come on, yeah
Marc nigga
We got these niggas I told you baby we got these niggas...
Better know
You better know
You better know
You better know
Better know
Uh, come on
[Verse 1]
The weed loud but the money quiet
Keep it down, let no one inquire (Shhhh)
The secret's out like my truck is wired
Bitches trippin' out, I'm just such a liar
Nothing under mysis shrimp and jambalaya
Pulling up in something fire, bulletproof so you been dying
Tell the truth, we movin' china but
My new boo, she Hawaiian
Got your jiggaboo [writers?]
Who you think, you Lucious Lyon
Oh ma the new routines is hot an'
Soon as I roll up mama hop in
Feel good to see niggas from the block win - don't it?
I'm very handsome in the telly
Lampin' in my Helly Hansen
Few Israeli bitches' belly dancin'
Manis and Petis, Mercedes
Got my ladies Giuseppes, check it
Baby 380's stashed in Avis and Pelles, buss it
Hopped out the foreign, they thought I was Warren Buffett
From here on its all or nothin
If I fall off I turn on the oven
If you trippin', drop a few long on the luggage
Nigga you ball on a budget
I ain't nothing to be fucked with (nuthin nigga)
Bring in my horns and trumpets
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