Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah)
Fatt, Fatt
Bitch, this Perc gon' match my fit, I just popped out in all white lows
I made a promise to myself, I'll never tell or break the code
I kept gettin' caught up with these hoes, I had to leave them all alone
This big .45 a stop yo whip, bro, blow the switch and make me proud
I did my time and played my part, but now I'm rich, I skipped the town
I'm so rich, me and my bitch go hit New York to catch a vibe
I'm so player, walk on stage and let the crowd do all the talkin'
If you come reach out for a chain, we ain't gonna hesitate to off 'em
Yeah, I'm wit' fine shit, I can't have no ho that's playin' detective, I want blind shit
Yeah, I can't cuff a bitch that wasn't around before these diamonds
Yeah, I paid you back for all the pain I caused up, by designer shit
You keep bringing back up old shit, like, fuck all my apologies
Yeah, she like, "Mack, I love you, why the fuck you keep on lying to me?"
Yeah, I ran out my check when we first met, she ain't think highly of me
Yeah, knee deep in streets, uh, ridin' with that ARP's, I'm in the belly of the beast
Yeah, ever since I got rich, I'm leaving every bitch with 'E
I been geeked up for a week (week), wait 'til I'll be
Yeah, stomach feeling weak (week), I keep pouring lean
And she freaky in the sheets (sheets), and probably, she a queen
She say "I'm unique and something attracted her to me"
Probably all this drip (yeah), 2K on my jeans
And she popping pills, this bitch just like my me
I pour up a cup for her, let her sip my lean
Yeah, I'm something like Mufasa, you my drug queen, baby
Yeah, I run 'round with these choppers, I can leave her bloody scene today
Bitch, the fact you leavin' me, you never was here anyway (yeah)
First nigga reach out for my chain, and I'm gon' demonstrate
He dead up on the wall
Bitch, this Perc gon' match my fit, I just popped out in all white lows
I made a promise to myself, I'll never tell or break the code
I kept gettin' caught up with these hoes, I had to leave them all alone
This big .45 a stop yo whip, bro, blow the switch and make me proud
I did my time and played my part, but now I'm rich, I skipped the town
I'm so rich, me and my bitch go hit New York to catch a vibe (yeah)
I'm so player, walk on stage and let the crowd do all the talkin'
If you come reach out for a chain, we ain't gonna hesitate to off 'em
Yeah, nigga, yeah (yeah)
Yeah, I'm in the booth, I'm high as fuck
Tell a nigga to come try it a little reach out for a chain and see what happen
Oh, God, I bet that nigga doubt is on my mind, you feel me?
On my mama, nigga
Fatt
On God
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