It's certainly early for hype hyperboles
Purposely downplaying the money so they won't murder me
But baby how rich do i have to be? Cuz them booty cheeks is a ass-terpiece
Do she want it? Do she need it? Yeah she can get it, but she can't keep it
Fucc that naysayer, he's asleep
evil freezes this thick skin i bleed beneath, please believe
They mad, i still feel like i ain't did shit
Misfit, this cash wont fit in a twitpic
This clique, we smash on em, make em statistics
His skin, big gash open like a can of biscuits
You think i'm lying about that last description
I can't wait til you witness your first stab victim
That's the benefit of rockin with the 60
Brought the sick and twisted memories of my childhood with me
what's up??