yup yup yup yup yup yup yup yup yup
yup yup yup yup yup yup yup yup yup
i got enough weed to last me for the rest of my motherfuckin' life
get the cork out the bottle
get that money up and make your style a lil harder to follow
i've been hustlin' all the time
that's the only thing i know
now my watch is worth 30 thousand
got cuban links and italian
ridin' in my ride lookin' filthy rich
killin' these niggas i ain't innocent
see they just watch me then copy my swag
say i fell off that's where you lost me
how's that when my name is in my upholstery
i'm rollin' up and goin' places across seas
hopin' the neighbor don't smell the shit i bake
and every day i'm on another plane
but hey i wouldn't have it any other way
you rollin' on to where we smoke it all today
get my things and catch a plane
get my things and catch a plane
so much money that when i pull up
hop out and walk in the bank teller look at me funny
know i'm liable to walk up in this bitch
like tony with big blue bags of this shit