作词 : Aubrey Graham/W. Roberts/L. Currie/C. Dade/A. Joergensen
 作曲 : Aubrey Graham/W. Roberts/L. Currie/C. Dade/A. Joergensen
Yeah, okay
'Lil CC, on the beat, hm
Yeah, yeah
I mean, where the **** should I really even start?
I got hoes that I'm keeping in the dark
I got my ****** 'cross the street living large
Thinking back to the fact that they dead
Thought my raps wasn't facts
'Til they sat with the bars
I got two phones, one need a charge
Yeah, they twins, I could tell they ass apart
I got big packs coming on the way
I got big stacks coming out the safe
I got Lil Max with me, he the wave
It's a big gap between us in the game
In the next life, I'm tryna stay paid
When I die, put my money in the grave
When I die, put my money in the grave
I really gotta put a couple ****** in they place
Really just lapped every ***** in the race
I really might tat, "Realest *****" on my face
Lil CC, let it slap with the bass
I used to save hoes with a mask and a cape
Now I'm like, "Nah, love, I'm good, go away"
Ain't about to die with no money, I done gave it
I was on top when that s**t meant a lot
Still on top like I'm scared of the drop
Still on top and these ****** wanna swap
****** wanna swap like it's Slauson or Watts
I don't wanna change 'cause I’m good where I’m at
Mob Ties on 'em, always good where I'm at
Word to Junior, Jazzy, Baby J
Tell 'em when I die, put my money in the grave
Couple figures, killers call and collect (Collect)
She **** a *****, then she on to the next (Next)
Really living large, she in awe with a mack
When you ****** thinking small,
In the mall with a rat (Rat)
Roll with us if you really wanna get it (Get it)
Go get a half a million in the Sprinter (Sprinter)
Phone ringing, b*****s know a big tipper (Tipper)
I got the hookup and there's really no limit (Limit)
Dead broke is in you ******' DNA (DNA)
Rickey Smiley's in Decatur with the 'ye
Lil' *****, just another state case
Bury my **********ing Chase Bank, time to bounce (Bounce)
Gotta count on my allowance (Gotta count on my allowance)
You ****** snitches so I gotta reroute it (Do or die)
A ***** dripping like I got a zillion dollars
Got the trap jumping like Zion
When I rebound, then I'm out (Then I'm out)
And I'll never talk about it (About it)
The homies quiet,
But we all smoke the loudest (Loudest)
Rich ****** and I'm really being modest
'Cause the way I do my deals,
Never treated like a artist, want house (House)
You could DM my accountant
My per diem six figures and I'm counting
Nine figures was the goal till I hit it
These ****** ain't living, so bury mine with me
Ross got it! (Maybach Music)
When I die, put my money in the grave
I really gotta put a couple ****** in they place
Really just lapped every ***** in the race
I really might tat, "Realest *****" on my face
Lil CC, let it slap with the bass
I used to save hoes with a mask and a cape
Now I'm like, "Nah love I'm good, go away"
Ain't about to die with no money, I done gave you