Lyrics:

Verse 1
Banks is gettin money money aint gettin him
Him sitting his whip on 23 inch rims
Why would i spend my money on tints
cause i got my bombers hooded up in your lawndas
The cribs is bigger than my mamas
With that you can send your local high school or college
Your year is expired you should pay knowledge
A hood nigga way out in the bahamas
On tour so you probably wont find us
In your barber shop i got a barber with liners
Banks grew kinda hard with piranhas
My closet is the size of a clothing designator
Youre now rockin wit new yor citys finest
Shuttin down the clubs a bunch of niggas went behind us
Now im dealin wit a bunch of pre-madonnas
Take em to the crib and have em bend over for recliners
Chrous
I need yall to get the fuck up now
I know theirs gangstas in this town
So throw up your set,come to the front
Show me somethin yea that what i want
I need yall to get the fuck up now
I know how yall get down in this town
So lit up your weed,come to the front
Poke it out yea that what i want

Verse 2
Im fresh breast like million bucks
See my green chinchilla and my trillon cuts
Inspired by the niggas that i trust
So if you my shit then you should buy bucks
There a lot of rappers let off steam
cause im gettin money and my jewerly all green
Some of the brightest shit you ever seen
My whole team so fresh and so clean
Down south where they sipping on leen
Little aks stray hit you wit the beam
Im a bachelor i aint lokin for a queen
A southside baller the American Dream
Bein nosey will get you behind beams
So if aint your beef try not to intervene
I got a pack of mary jane in my jean
If i blow it in the sky we will all be high
Chrous

Verse 3
Im hot nigga the fools aint the same
Im speeding you could fuck hoes in my lanes
I got a couple loose screw in my brain
I die on over this i aint goin to move wit my chain
You caught brick but who is to blame
Your fans turn their back now im you and that a shame
Im thinkin about flyin to Hawaii
Sippin on colatti lyin wit a hottie
Uptop drinkin niggas in here schemin
So i aint leavin cause im here wit my gat
Lay low for a second and get your attention
And back on the bencin cause im back
And your famblades spinnin on a lac
And you cant see the side cause the window all black
I had respect but i take it all back
cause youre celebrity wander around wit a rat
Chrous