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I see nig*as rockin’ that gold
Check my old sh*t, b*tch
I had the gold engine
Ni*gas had to get the chrome

[Hook]
These nig*as they f*ckin’ wack
These nig*as they f*ckin’ wack
These nig*as they f*ckin’ wack

Me I spit that f*ckin’ crack
Me I spit that f*ckin’ crack
T raw, that f*ckin’ crack

White whips, my rims black
My credit card’s all black

[Verse]
I’m lookin’ over your crib
Private jet, I did,
That ghetto bird we swerve
Talkin’ sh*t like an adlib

I’m Papa Bear, you b*tch
Hide y’all trees, where’s my porridge?
Got accounts just for tourin’
I can move ya fairly what I tour in, b*tch
3000 like Andre

I spent that on my prom date
I’m gettin’ tickets like sweepstakes
I treat beef like cheese steak
These ni*gas fake like old bait

Chicken nig*as that shake and bake
I fly out, that great escape
My pockets fat, that’s Ricky Lake
Cash spender, I throw it out

Can’t you see I’m totaled out?
Diddy money, only bad boy around
Burger King, only time you get a crown
West Side, tell them ni*gas bow down

Ice Cube, my nig*a stay with a frown
Rolled on, young Nino Brown
We ran ya b*tch, Gangnam Style!
Asian ni*ga, kick game like Bruce Lee

T Raww’s in the stores,
They sellin’ out like floor seats
These b*tches lost like Dorothy
Coward lions, no heart beat

I just let my car speak
It’s gone with the wind like a hairpiece
Abu Dhabi, I’m gettin’ blow,
That shit illegal, but so are hoes

I’m out here like open toes
These ni*gas gay like rainbows
Old scores, no kangoo,
Stack chips, that’s Pringle

I told my girl I’m single,
I count numbers, that’s bingo
Hot ni*ga, I can start a forest fire
She get low like low tires

This killa music, that’s Michael Myers
I’m so great like Tony Tiger
They steal my style, that’s Winona Ryder
BMX, my nig*as riders
Just added a tiger to my show rider

[Hook]
These nig*as they f*ckin’ wack
These nig*as they f*ckin’ wack
These nig*as they f*ckin’ wack

Me I spit that f*ckin’ crack
Me I spit that f*ckin’ crack
T raw, that f*ckin’ crack

White whips, my rims black
My credit card’s all black