Globetrotter Wale (Ft. 2 Chainz)

[Verse 1: Wale]
Standing on the couches, her man is out of towning
Have some adultery, baby, don't you go be so childish
Not into diamonds I'm shining just to get geechied out
When it get too cute I say "cool," I just let Miss Reesy know
Magic City, a stack for the fattest asses
My Black Bentley is rented, right now I'm stackin
This is my passion, I'm out Atlanta, smashing some action
And it's not just talk, when I get to the box I'm as dashing like Cassius
For the nights I was suffering, bought a condo in Buckhead
Like a condom that's scuffed up, I'm the wrong one to fuck with
Love it, they need it, the illest young'un to speak it
It's really something about me that make hot emcees go anemic

[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
2 chains, I got 2 bitches
Watch me put it all together just like 2 Swishers
Got your baby mama sending nude pictures
If you don't like it, hope you got your tool wit' ya
I'm an eskimo, nigga, I got cold bars
And my bank account look just like a phone card
Had to move that bitch so far she need a postcard
Then I switched the grill on the Chevy, got a nose job
Wet lips on the rims: I call em "blow job"
If they ain't getting money tell em "go rob"
Yea I'm ballin' hard like a globetrotter
Now I got em on they toes cause my flow hotter