24 inches on the Beamer, mind cleaner
Had a baby daddy sayin' man
A n***a sayin' yeah she with that
ATL finest, Southside behind this
My new nickname is your highness
I'm the flyest, I'm the brightest,
I can bundle up and double up
Switch lanes, commas, box
Wells Fargo, where's Harbo?
Color purple, move weight like cargo
And yeah, I need cheese like nacho
But every other day, I swear,
We got bags like Santa Claus,
Can't be fuckin' with you niggas
while I'm dealin' with these Briggs
That's the same shit that
Pick your best rap in the battle,
come back when you grown up
I can show you where we holdin' em
Try for the year to connect, call me
talkin' bout what you holdin'
Niggas bullshittin' rappin' boy,
I keep at least two on me
Swim like fish in a suit,
Tomorrow then it's beige,
While I'm sparrin' back and forth
with a bitch that's foreign
smokin' weed and laughin'
face in my lap and just like Tit said
I got chickens on my head
Yeah, we gettin' rich, bitch,
Yeah, we gettin' rich, bitch,
Yeah, we gettin' rich, bitch,
Yeah, we gettin' rich, bitch,
Yeah, we gettin' rich, bitch,
Yeah, we get tin' rich, bitch,
Listen, how else can I explain it?
I tip the maid five stacks
and I ain't seen no bitch since
I don't know how to act with it
So I ride around up in my 93,
Like women still lickin' my dick
Like I shop with Darth Vader
You can't stop us, even if you try
Closet lookin' like some gators
Yeah, we gettin' rich, bitch,
Yeah, we gettin' rich, bitch,
Yeah, we gettin' rich, bitch,
I said, yeah, we gettin' rich,