Day 1 Tyga

[Verse 1 - Tyga]
500 grand, eat lobster tails
Hoover niggas got work for sale
So much money, no fingernails
Wide body, engine in the tail
Chrome lips, V12
Kiss the king but don’t kiss and tell
So many rings, need a Jordan deal
T-Raww’s, and they all for sale
Just bought a swiss account
Hard to stay the same at this amount
LK, show you what that’s about
Hard to check a nigga when the checks don't bounce
Fuck around, drop out of class
Made millions now, my teacher mad
She need a job and I give her that
Young nigga with big stacks
Buy my style and ain’t gave it back
Who you think brought you the raw rap?
Who you think taught you the phantom rap?
Gold plates, I reflect in that
Every day my birthday, nigga LA my birthplace
This ain’t a race but I’m first place
I never fucked with you in the first place
We on a different pace, nigga so long
I ain’t the nigga you could hold on
Ride the wave or just float on
Get off my back, I’m tryna lead on
Always home when the heat’s on
When it’s cold shoulders niggas be gone
Niggas be gone