Told my momma see ya baby boy became a stunna man
Fuck a bank account my statements snappin in a rubber band
We was tryna be like everybody up in summer jam
I never needed a right hand cause moneys in my other hand
See I got addicted To the dollars
And the digits so ironic how the vision got me blinded shit is
Naw lemme keep em off guard
On god every foe get exposed when they pose as a pawn
By law, we was tryna cop drop tops
Fuck it, we was sittin in the top spot, jump in every box like it's hopscotch
Air Force 1's like it's Nelly 01
Give a fuck about some love, it leave as quick as it comes
Gotta pop wit the bitches, y'all be simpin new edition
Ridin off inside the candy coated cadillac and tippin
Make my competition feel so non-existent wit my composition
Made for this, I know the future in it like it's Lorna Pippen
Big body Benz
Big body bitch basic
Shoot my shot, the grippin and the clippin feel amazin
I count green, smoke green the shit my medication
Every day is vacation, my meditation
Big body Benz
Big body bitch basic
Low class hoes so damn high maintenance
I told my people peep the rubberband man made it
They say the world is yours but that ain't shit
You claim it