top floor of the balcony bitch
its big money poppin baby boy
aint none of that lil biddy
pearl white candy paint job fly
and everytime i pull up you know i'm iced up
when i step up in the club i light the bitch up
back on my saddle throwing purple out the truck
candy paint rally stripe shining like us
hatchback automatic straps stash spots under the rack
foreign grinds hard times
cash money is pay me so you pay me how it weigh
never told now you know how it go bitch
your now fucking with the most requested
the young nigga that everybody is so obsessed with
and black on black 62 float majestic
boy i'm just so connected
caught up in a popularity contest
its about to reach my dreams and i ain't even got my arms stretched
thank me later first week i'm taking all bets
because a million copies isn't really far fetched
i keep credit cards in cash knots
i keep my darkest shades on til the flash stops
its for my la girls getting them implants
and all my dc girls getting them ass shots
got em for a reason shortie
nothings heard when nothings spoken
haters talk it like my buzz isn't enough promotion
and i just lost a gucci sandal in the fucking ocean
i guess the problems of a teen star
are all that fuels the conversations between y'all
pay me what you owe me nigga