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Whole lotta niggas
Wanna talk on my name
We back out the choppa
They gon learn my name
I'm a young rich nigga, with a lot of shit I can afford
And soon Ima get out the hood
They gon put my name onto Forbes
Yeah I really came up off late at night
I got a show and I catch a flight

If he talk on the gang he get left on the floor
I tell his hoe good night
At the rate I be spendin' my money, you probably gon' think that a nigga won't stay up
Nigga like me put a ball in her rim, I run to that shit, do a layup
Oh, you wanna feature, so pay up, your life is a lie, made up

I think it's crazy how I met your bitch, she was liking my stories, after y'all break up
And I swear, that nigga gon' stay up, hunnid dollar bills, I'll stay up
That bitch, she gon' fuck on the gang, rocking my Prada and Lang
You better stay right in this lane, cause he gonna hate when it rain

And if he say my name up in vain
I think I'm gon' hit a stain
He keep suckin' my dick, like, what do you gain?
I'm shootin' shit up like a COD campaign
I run to the bag, I look like Usain
I'm on the top floor smoking Mary Jane!