i just bought a new bitch
dope coming through the mail
weighing money on a scale
hundred thousand on my wrist
private islands with your bitch
he talk about me in the lim'
i feel the hate up in the air
but i'll take the shit from here
my young niggas catching hommies
went from moving blue tops
chopper blow a hundred rounds
when dun came up from the bricks
dug myself up out the mud
having dinner with the plug
take my money off the top
i done ran through them blocks
work jumping got them hops
riding with that piece stolen
riding in that piece stolen
but when i hop out off the top
she gonna scrape if off the chair
smoking on the mafia coast
but her pussy got the miles
counting all my blessings