Lyrics:
You can tell by the way I walk that I got 'em
Bail any girl that I wanna
Got bitches 'n marijuana
I can tell by the way you move that you a problem
by the pierside,
N' here she is folks - the USS Titanic!
She's lined up beside two hundred n' fifty parkin' meters,
N' the Captain's gettin' done
but it's the only thing I own
They're a real workhorse breed performed in hundreds of shows
Dents and scratches all over the scars from all the beats
with better words
Im a microphone controller
They be frightened when I roll up
In a solid gold hearse
This a solid gold verse
Yeah I spot you with that
Copped the drop top Hummer for the summer yeah
Goyard bag with a hundred yeah
And I know why you mad 'cause I'm stuntin' yeah
Say I know I know
Heart made out of titanium (My shit ain’t gone break)
You can try but I won’t break (No time soon)
Heart made out of titanium (100)
Fire away, fire
back back
Fuck nigga stay the fuck back
Time is money aint talking hundreds
I aint got time for that
I aint really wana do it
But fuck yall made me
ticky to the blingy
I spending hundreds or the fifties
Word around the city I'm that niggy
But this month I made a milli
Another month another milli,
Monsters gon' tear it up
You, you, you gon' make that 100 racks so we gon' split a half right here
Just like that, huh, just like, just like
was the world we lived in
Before monkeys formed opinions
Survival created dead and alive
Directions were created by the ground in the sky
Our eyes were
break bread
With my kin, bitch, i got rich off Barbie
(Huh?)
Gucci her bag, my bitch full of class
Her purse ain't made by Tardy (Trap)
I got dog food, I
Friends, will you bear with me today
For I have awakened
From a dream in which a robin
Made with its shabby wings a kind of veil
Behind which it
glitters and gold
I unfold the scroll, plant seeds to stampede the globe
When I'm deceased, by then the beast arise like yeast
To conquer peace, leavin'
glitters and gold
I unfold the scroll, plant seeds to stampede the globe
When I'm deceased, by then the beast arise like yeast
To conquer peace, leavin'
Pull up in the Rover with my Savage he da Rose
Drop a hundred fifty for the 14 karat gold
Her pussy, shit so clean I swear it's made for my nose
You
this ho, tailor-made designer coat
Watch me take it to the bank and deposit a pot of gold
I'm foolay
I woke up, boy it's time to get it
Walking
the paper til my finger got a callus
Accountant telling me boy better watch your balance
Watch Italian
Gold medallion
20,000 bitches like Wilt
100 point
Crib and he's Scotty in it
Bath tub big enough to fit a Audi in it
8 gold chains like it's already in it
Murder with the ink, I'm Gotti in it
Don't get
Knuckleheads spreadin' gossip all over town
Every time I drive by you're just standin' around
Hundred-bottles in your pocket, forty-dog in your
a bunch of monkey wrenches
Our content's a 100% proof
That your life goes poof
Nada finito, te cagas el culito
Fuck buck shots and tech nines
We use
I live on oxygen, a bastard monkey boy
Do what the hell I like, I'm no celestial toy
Your goddess is bathed in gold while keeping us in line
We're
then
Now I'm in the winner's bracket paying taxes (ching)
'Cause the stairway to heaven isn't really made of gold
No church in the wild, so Creator
I may not sell a milli
But I've been purchased by my
King He's forever with me
So what they talking bout no
They can't knock me down
Yessir I do feel
of them
Made a man who cut out the chore of the man that I might have been but
I'ma keep it 100
Nah I'ma keep it 1500
But I'ma keep this clean
Something
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