作曲：Key Glock
作词：Key Glock
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Soon as I walk through the door, uh
Designer, it's head to toe, yeah
Young ni**** all 'bout his d****, uh
My ni****, come get your h****, yeah
Paid cash, I don't have a note, uh
Hell yeah, I want me a Rolls, Wraith
Spent 20 racks on my rose chain
These ni****s hatin' is so lame
I'm ballin', need Rogaine
Hop out the drop, smokin' propane
I do my damn thing
Boy, you ain't nothin' but a damn shame
Smashin' your b****, yeah, your main thing
Come get your h**** off my ding****a****ling
Poof on the b**** just like David Blaine
Bullets hit runners, no shoe strings
I drip so much sauce, I done left a stain
You get the picture without the frame
I pull out the p****, I bet that I bang
Play hot potato with his motherf**** brain
I shoot to kill so you know I got aim
You just a Shitzu and I'm a Great Dane
You know I get to the cream with my gang
We Paper Route, it is not Wu****Tang
Soon as I walk through the door, uh (b****)
Designer, it's head to toe, yeah
Young ni**** all 'bout his dough, uh
My ni****, come get your h****, yeah
Paid cash, I don't have a note, uh
Hell yeah, I want me a Rolls, Wraith
Spent 20 racks on my rose chain
These ni**** hatin' is so lame
Hop in the foreign to change lanes
Young ni**** fly as a damn plane
Walk in, the h**** go insane
Ice on my Patek, my wrist sprained
I'm rich, b****, Glock Rick James
Cuttin' these checks like sensei
And that sh**** like every day
If I ain't gettin' paid then I'm gettin' laid
Yeah, told b****
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