Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I dont know what its like to stop
Ayy
Got a Glock on my side, but its more like my main bitch, woah 
Keep it real, baby girl, Im the one you could bank with 
Yeah, keep it real, Im the one thats not with the banquet
No, not with that stank shit 
Fix your attitude or I ride with a bad bitch 
You talkin to the big slime 
Different strokes with a big thot 
Micro Draco got big knots 
To any rapper, this a big swap 
Lifetime goal, call the big shots 
Uh, if you cant stand him, go sit his ass down like a desktop , woo
Thankin the Lord that my nigga made it out of the cell block, woo 
Keep it one hundred, my oath was never to tell cops, yeah
My seals popped, I been mixin this Act with the cherry pop, yeah 
Black matte the pano-ca-ramics, these niggasll never catch up, yeah 
I gotta tiptoe your pussy, my flask is Red Sox 
I had to tell that lil thottie she walkin on tight rocks , yeah
Keep a dramatic lil baddie on top of the top floor 
Big slap on the wrist, I learned my lessons
Way too many millions to be cappin
Squirt on her titty, now she think she know us
And I keep a 40 on my waistline 
You know, you know, you know, you know 
You know, you know, you know, yeah 
You know, you know, you know, you know 
You know, you know, you know, you know 
Got a Glock on my side, but its more like my main bitch, woah 
Keep it real, baby girl, Im the one you could bank with 
Yeah, keep it real, Im the one thats not with the banquet 
No, not with that stank shit 
Fix your attitude or I ride with a bad bitch 
You talkin to the big slime
Big drip on me, VVs on me, congratulate myself
Got that on me, live like Tony, AR on the shelf
Light speed with emotion, melody I made myself
Big Bs on me, yeah
Ice, I just need my AP, no presi, I stay to myself, wavy
Gold teeth, niggas cant bite me, this aint no rabies
Blame me, oh, why you wanna blame me? These bitches be crazy
Blessing, come follow me, baby, teach you a lesson
Got a couple cars for a couple hoes, might fuck em all in my whip
Come through in this carpool, I skrrt-skrrt and we dip
Ima pray to God for purple rain, that double cup, I sip
Ooh, fantasies, Ill show you that its real 
Got a Glock on my side, but its more like my main bitch, woah 
Keep it real, baby girl, Im the one you could bank with 
Yeah, keep it real, Im the one thats not with the banquet 
No, not with that stank shit 
Fix your attitude or I ride with a bad bitch 
You talkin to the big slime
Big slime
Youre talkin to the big slime 
We get a b-dub in Magic 
I think this might be a classic 
I hid some racks in the attic 
Im on a 30 P, Addy 
I got an addiction to fashion 
I walk in the club with that static 
Im just tryna get me a backend 
Tell my driver to pull up, then back in 
Helicopter to fly over traffic 
On my grind, aint no time for relaxin 
Spend it up, I been bringin that cash in
Ima go grab that Maybach wagon 
Think Im headed to space age status 
I might go cop that big boy Patek 
She was takin a picture, uh, uh
She was takin a picture with my jacket
Just dont buck cause these bitches really petty 
Im controllin the stick like it was Madden 
Ima get up and make me something happen
Aint no use in me wastin my talent
We never lackin
Im smokin Woods like a cabin
I put my bitch in some fast shit 
Turn my whole crib to a palace
In London, Im shoppin at Harrods
All this money, we bout to get married 
Niggas runnin they mouth like a parrot 
Im a bunny, I keep me some carats 
Got a Glock on my side, but its more like my main bitch, woah 
Keep it real, baby girl, Im the one you could bank with 
Yeah, keep it real, Im the one thats not with the banquet 
No, not with that stank shit 
Fix your attitude or I ride with a bad bitch 
You talkin to the big slime
Different strokes with a big thot 
Micro Draco got big knots 
To any rapper, this a big swap 
Lifetime goal, call the big shots
Got the Glock on my side, but the FN my main bitch 
We done got rich, but I cannot get caught with the same bitch 
I got some hoes in LA and they speak different language 
Drop off the Porsche, and I brought me some work in the bank
Whole lot of racks and this shit still aint changin
Used to be juggin and traffickin bows 
And I came up with some killers and you cannot trap if you dont got no pole 
All of my niggas, they millionaires, they think we sellin our souls 
Im never tellin her no 
I get the head and I go 
Ima go run up some more 
Stack up that paper, not stuntin these niggas at all 
Cakin that bitch, she a freak, and I beat up her walls 
Pull up my pants right after I fuck her like I gotta leave, but I never call 
I fucked her friend, she say Im a dog 
Wont settle for less, we want it all 
Got a Glock on my side, but its more like my main bitch, woah 
Keep it real, baby girl, Im the one you could bank with 
Yeah, keep it real, Im the one thats not with the banquet 
No, not with that stank shit 
Fix your attitude or I ride with a bad bitch 
You talkin to the big slime
Different strokes with a big thot 
Micro Draco got big knots 
To any rapper, this a big swap 
Lifetime goal, call the big shots