Sipping on lean high on morphine chilling with jim Moving them Bricks landing them broads thats a sin Yea I got the ice on my wrist give it a spin Yea we sipping on that drank that's the scene Hippidy hoppidy on ur bitch Throwing them bands yea of course we rich Got rack Being broke not my reach Real nigga Never faking keeping it real Living big Nigga hating that's the deal Got money Our flexing is to ideal Tell em homies bring the zoot brig the zoot See em narcs I'm the plug gotta zoom gotta zoom When I bring that zoot yea we doomed Narcs tuning I'm the plug they assumed Got you broad on my bed in the gram Niggas tuning they got broads issa scam Yea I'm the king finnese ye I am Everytime I go out I go ham She so fine call her the sweet lamb I can see success in my future Working hard living big in the future Driving Farris counting bands claiming lands I make it one day counting them bands And owe it all thanks to my rents Got so much money running down my pants I'm good kid never ever smoking plants Making it big one because of my plans I'm go freestyle in it with out my hands I'm the hero nigga With the figures Counting fingers Thought lingers Its all that matters Sending letters Ye we better Wearing sweater Not that rubber She's a grabber Call amber Got that pepper And not that salt