Yo, man, Ben, what's in the car?
AP, I don't think they're ready for you,
Let's get em. She's back!
You got dia monds on your teeth.
Bout to get the magic price of next week.
I got a candy paint sittin' on your truck
24 spree wheels, boy, what?
I got my picture in it, sittin' on my ride
cause you know that I'm fly
Can't you see me? been ridin'
Never get a truck, you know that I dip
And every time I turn around,
Come to my house and watch my
You wanna tell me that I ain't real?
I'm from Philly but I live in L .A.
Steppin' out, rippin' that glam,
Now all these girls is on my tip
Cause they found out who I roll with
Me and my team and we stay
Hypnotic and Hennessy in their eyes
We do these things all the time
and let me blow your mind
I've been reppin' on tracks
I live it to the limit, forget nigga, man, dime
so it's time for sunshine
My nights is dark so only my days climb
I got my guns, got my buns,
now it's plain to say I'm feelin' good
Cause I already got game,
When you see me on the street,
Sport a diamond, platinum chain,
with a matching pinker ring
Got something to say about me,
you know my bet you didn't
think that I'd make my tracks
You probably doubted that I even could rap
But I do this here for fun,
I take my advance money in a run
So holla at your girl for them fat beats,
So jump in and roll, roll your gold,
Soul Train Awards, 3 ,000 leather coat
Tragic AD, I ain't ready for that
Tragic, AP, y 'all ain't ready for that
You know I had to show you love
You never been a brass to a new thing