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 shit 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