I love my nigga next to me
I got a rider who would die for me
EarlOnTheBeat
I fuck back and forth
YSL
I do this for Maze in the motherfuckin trenches
I go get it, I go get it
My niggas gon and get it
I got some niggas comin with me to the top and Ima take em
And I know them niggas hatin, but Im waiting, I got patience
I got bitches rollin down on a nigga
I go ride on a nigga
I go ride all them niggas
And I shade all my grizzy
I go ride all them niggas
I go ride all them niggas
Go around all them niggas
I go ride all them niggas on my way to the top
I lost some homies, they got popped
Couple homies they got shot 
I dont count it for a man
I want that money and I aint first
And I aint lost and I gon get it and get it
Fuck I leave it all adjustin
Bitches wont fuck my neck just they probably wont fuck my pocket
Thats why all you niggas watchin, come try me, the option is only you nigga
I dont get no money, fuck with true niggas
Im so stiff on yall hoes
Nigga know how I harsh and I get money on them hoes 
Im tryna accomplish my goals
All these niggas bitches and I know it for sure
I got different whips, I got cars galore
I got different bitches, I got women galore
All I know is money and I need me some more
You know I aint just talkin, they know this
And I just popped that motherfucker, I show shit
Im already hood-rich, and I tryna go legit
I need another way Im tryna rap about this shit
I got bitches rollin down on a nigga
I go ride on a nigga
I go ride all them niggas
And I shade all my grizzy
I go ride all them niggas
I go ride all them niggas
Go around all them niggas
I go ride all them niggas on my way to the top
I lost some homies, they got popped
Couple homies they got shot 
I dont count it for a man
Never had a job and never plan on getting one
I came here they rowdy bitches know its one on one
Lets meet there, relax, I won
Change from the Pentagon next thing on her tongue
Five-hundred cash with me thats why I got this bag on 
I came from rags to riches now tryna sell out the dome
My bitches skinny dippin they all got thongs on
You aint tryna get rich you gotta gone gone gone
I got my weed from Jamaica, Sean Paul
Tryna be the reason niggas hating on all yall
Stayed down in this law, we get paid off
Big homie taught me if its a plug dont run off, ayy
Nigga stack a G like a Phillipean
And we smokin weed, drinkin codeine 
And I got some Ms I could buy Hardees 
And I got some water, you cant walk in these
Turn the mansion to a club, lets have a party 
We got options, you can drink some Act, red or green?
All this I drink
Got me tearin up the fuckin street
I like it, I see the green, I know CD
I got bitches rollin down on a nigga
I go ride on a nigga
I go ride all them niggas
And I shade all my grizzy
I go ride all them niggas
I go ride all them niggas
Go around all them niggas
I go ride all them niggas on my way to the top
I lost some homies, they got popped
Couple homies they got shot 
I dont count it for a man