Lyrics:
Impressionistic ballads feature hooks
Sung by Future
And there's an operatic anthem that
Meek says he likes because it
Reminds him of ancient Rome
"Monster, "
be trippin dont be doin no drive-bys
Cause we dont gangbang, dont wear blue or red
We like that fuckin green, papers what I said
Big Moe wassup, in
(Big Moe)
Yeee-yeee haahee yeehaa, yeee-yaahee
That nigga Big Ass Moe
Chillin with my partna named D-mo
Its on his birthday we comin through
In
And niggas don't be tripping, don't
Be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like that fucking green and paper's what I said
Big
And niggas don't be tripping, don't
Be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like that fucking green and paper's what I said
Big
Big Bank
A nigga came from the trenches
Step in this bitch SWO
Rich energy I match the description
Sick bitch you need your prescription
You niggas is
ain't ryin' to get no funds
Doin' this shit 'til I die
I'm rollin' and smokin' on drugs
Rollin' up, chokin' up on the kush smoke
Whip sick, big
you been rollin' solo
Time to get down with the team
The grass is greener on that other side
If you know what I mean
I'll show you shit you never seen
kiddin' baby?
I'm out here livin', what is you doin', baby-by?
Big, big, energy, feelin' gassed up
Ghost ride on you if you switch up
Monster rollin
and it's glistenin' (Uh)
The bitch got mad, I dissed her (Rrr)
Shawty, you ain't nothin' to a rich nigga (nothin')
I'll put a check on a bitch nigga
dope boys (Dope boys)
Baptized by the dope boys, ordained by the assholes
My salvation is the cash flow
Whoa, oh
I'm walking on air
I'm talking big
dope boys (Dope boys)
Baptized by the dope boys, ordained by the assholes
My salvation is the cash flow
Whoa, oh
I'm walking on air
I'm talking big
big body Benz it's the navigators
In the hood, servin freaks like I'm a restaurant waiter
Blue lights on the Jag cus I love to shine
Keep it by my
back in the day
Now my pockets got weight
Money on my mind with the plays
Catching them plays, big money shit like a bank
Aye, Aye, I'm tryna get rich by
with the rich
Say what but they all full of bitch, yeah
Don't need a snitch so I'm rollin' solo
In a straight bucket, no it ain't a low, low
He pulls up
a hundred K I scream YOLO
Young kings, young kings
I be rollin' with some young kings, young kings
And all we know is one thing, one thing
Get the money
get on my grind
When I bought the AP, I done ran out of time
Got me some money, I’m cbg
Now I’m smoking on cbd
Made me rich, selling dvd’s
Passing her
to Florida City, Opa-Locka
By way to Overtown and look at this city
Open to Grove and the South Miami
Wedwood Highlear, look Eddie, look 'Bana
Some many ice
By way to Overtown and look at this city
Open to Grove and the South Miami
Wedwood Highlear, look Eddie, look 'Bana
Some many ice P-Rhymes rich
space.
Hit her first night, at the Mandalay
Rich nigga taste
Grapes on a plate!
Grapes on a plate make yo lady bite the bait,
Big fish shit dat ain’t
Christmas
Shine like a light bulb - rich thug
Let that little girl come over here and give a millionaire a hug
McGyver ain't liver than a, Big Tymer
Big dick
(woo)
I'm a big dawg, hit the store, get to blowin' them racks (ha, brr, just racks)
I'm in a golf cart, rockin' Spider like that
Nigga rich as fuck, I
to Khaled (Another one)
This the start of a ballad
Put my name in the ballot (I'm here)
I like rich sex (Racks)
I like ice, baguettes (Ice)
I want M's on my
but my wrist said freeze
Got Friday on a DVD
She's a baller and I'm a baller
Wha-what?
[Chorus]
To all my hot girls
Livin' fiesta
To all my hot
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