Hook: Making easy money pimping hoes is Serious, Dripping all the sauce and Im gold grilling, Trying to stack a milli, if its Lord willing, Nigga grinding hard no days off period. Verse: This Memphis shit flowing through vein, 901 tatted on me man, What set u niggas claim, What u know bout trapping in the rain, Real Conservative I plugged down Whitehaven lane, Aint popping percs I feel all pain, Call me John force Hopped in the fast lane, Coupe real fast man, Sprayed like Lakers mane, Yo bitch caught the vapors mane, Wrist like a glacier mane, Never fuckin with u lames, Roll another paper plane hopped off a private plane, Icesicles hanging off my muthafucking neck, Should I ride beamer or pull up n Vette, Move 50 units ain even break a sweat, Remember all the long nites grinding to this, Made it out the trenches but im grimy a bit, Shining like a dope boy riding thru the city, Rims hella tall but the tires is skinny, My whip dark tinted. They wanna c who in it, Gator seats on recling Memphis belles kicking, Kandy painted lemon niggas keep envying, A nigga staying focus is my dope boy image, Make a hunit milli thats only fucking mission, To make sure my kids straight and live how im living, HOOK: Making easy money pimping hoes is serious, Dripping plenty sauce and im gold grilling, Try to stack a milli if its lords willing, Nigga grinding hard no days off period.