Lyrics:
there when a nigga dropped
One thing about it, a nigga can't stop shit
They gone see when a nigga really poppin'
I need a big amount, 2 Chainz
Diamond
shit you cannot ignore
All of this money keep coming in
This shit I cannot ignore (2 Chainz, yeah)
Balmain from my head to the floor
This shit you
on a pill
She see potential she let me kill
I ain’t even have to sign a deal
Bitch can’t get a dollar outta me
Broke nigga with a dream
Late nights I
And I can't wait to see you shine
(2 Chainz, yeah)
Sippin' on Tequila (Oh)
Workin' on this feature (Oh)
All my verses fever (Oh)
Restaurant, no Pita,
bought a Mulsanne, and a new chain, you niggas too lame
Kickin' flavor like I'm Lu Kang from the south, but I ain't 2 Chainz
Hear that money talkin',
see is niggas on the sidelines with no kinda game
Ain’t in proximity, you’re just an approximation
I been on the grind before it became
so I'm spendin it
And I feel like two chainz cause I'm ridin round I'm gettin it
Puffballs ona rifle Ima call that shit Thugnificent
He ain't wanna
that you're used to
2 Chainz so you know it's true
I'm up top and I love the view
I'm cooking I'm cooking I'm cooking stew
Hop out peka boo
Time to run
woah
Flex my Jewlays (jewels), money stand tall like 2 Chainz, Woah
Real Estate, Do a huncho on the freeway, woah
Ain't my G-Day, but she still want a 3
the flu games/make it rain on a bitch wit the loose change/and I got that duffle bag on me.. No 2chainz lol
these niggas wonder
Told y'all bitches I'd be straight by the summer
Told y'all bitches/right back for the summer
I Told y'all bitches/right back for
going with the Verse
All these chains on a nigga need two necks
I don't fuck with groupies but
I have group sex
2 Chainz name ringing like a telephone
to the money
The money getting to me
2 Chainz! Hot damb hoe, here we go again
The bag wei a gram, money all in my opinion
Yeah we getting rich
And we the shit
keep coming in
This shit I cannot ignore
Balmain from my head to the floor
This shit you cannot ignore
2 Chainz! This right here Christian Dior
You
be breathin' dope
Two niggas bangin' bloods and we keep the 4
Two tone, .40, pop it, gotta keep it on me
Facetime the jeweller twice, just to see
the Audemar leaning
The model ain't out yet
For all the more reason
4 + 4, now we're even
2Chainz doing his thang at the Four Seasons
Now im a young nigga with
fly dawg, Plus your numbers too high dawg
So why even try dawg, I'm getting money, you just getting by dawg)
Whatchu mean nigga? I fuck hoes too
My
"Fuck the President" it's evident
Hip Hop dead, them new niggas irrelevant
Different color braids, you niggas stuck in the maze
Ain't grew up by
be town down dropping in the scraper
I've been around my world doing shows and getting paper
Need my medicine, again, again
I'm with 2 chainz with two
money
Han, whip game proper, I'ma make it work
Versace (Versace), nigga know who did it first
Yeah, yeah, 2 Chainz
We the best, Khaled tried to told
Walking through the mind of Mystikal
No holds barred
Still don't give a fuck about y'all
I'm still not the nigga to fuck with busta
?
It’s like a black man heaven here
My nigga 2 Chainz bringing 2
Cups and extendo blunts
It’s all bay when that nigga baby pull up
Pull up in
sinus, bitches might
Choke, I'm giving them the heimlich, I'm a
Pimp in my own fucking rhyming, you my side bitch
Ugh, Two chainz, two pinky rings
I
couldn't see me if I glowed in the dark
What it be like nigga? What it look like ho?
Still shining a nigga, two chains looking like it's lightning doe
No
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