text: CashMoneyAP
  Yeah , yeah 
  I 
  I 
  Ayy
  Walkin dripped out, you see the details
  I got water on me, drippin like a seashell
  I gave her lust, she wanted love, I told her, Oh, well
  When I was broke, I busted traps straight off my Nextel
  What you gon do when you make it?
  Lot of people change when it comes to being famous
  Fifty thousand cash in my pockets when I lane switch
  Im a rich nigga, I wont fuck her if she basic
  She a rich bitch, cut a nigga off for fakin
  Nightmare on Elm street, I kill Freddy like Im Jason
  Hardly ever sleep, I told the doctor Im dream chasin
  I gave her the addy, she popped up and we got faded
  Ten minutes later she was naked, ass shakin
  Real rockstar, them pretenders just be playin
  If I got a problem, then my brother get to sprayin
  Dont care what he say, we gon catch him where he layin
  And Ima boss up on any occasion
  Young nigga poppin tags
  Young nigga got a bag and he got his own swag, lets go
  Young nigga stay low, got a lot of pesos
  And he sellin out shows, you know
  Ima die for the gang, spent like eighty on my chain
  Tryna snatch it, take your brain
  Big smoke nigga, you aint never help your mans
  Hit a lick for twenty bands, that put ten up in his hands
  You a ho nigga
  And Im livin by the code
  I got hoes down the road, when Im bored sell my soul
  Hear me on the radio, girl, Im in my glow
  I got money and the flow, it look like Im sellin dope
  Why your baby-daddy broke? That nigga is a joke
  I should probably put him on, but I probably really wont
  Call Stan send a boat, the gang stay afloat
  Got bread by the loaf, turn a pussy nigga toast
  Im too nice with this
  She wanna come suck, I told her, Come ride the dick
  My gang on full attack, this that real riot shit
  You fuck around, get clapped, tryna high five and shit
  I dont wanna talk about it, cause I just do it
  You would rather tweet about it, nigga just stupid
  I be with a bad bitch, break her heart, cupid
  Done livin average, the truth was in my music
  Nightmare on Elm street, I kill Freddy like Im Jason
  Hardly ever sleep, I told the doctor Im dream chasin
  I gave her the addy, she popped up and we got faded
  Ten minutes later she was naked, ass shakin
  Real rockstar, them pretenders just be playin
  If I got a problem, then my brother get to sprayin
  Dont care what he say, we gon catch him where he layin
  And Ima boss up on any occasion
  Young nigga poppin tags
  Young nigga got a bag and he got his own swag, lets go
  Young nigga stay low, got a lot of pesos
  And he sellin out shows, you know
  Ima die for the gang, spent like eighty on my chain
  Tryna snatch it, take your brain
  Big smoke nigga, you aint never help your mans
  Hit a lick for twenty bands, that put ten up in his hands
  You a ho nigga
  Yeah, yeah, thats why you a ho nigga, yeah
  Why you a ho nigga, yeah
  Why you a ho, yeah
  All we got nigga