Cool. Blue Ice. Things never looked this nice. (Verse 1). It's the life we live it's the price we pay. 400 a zip imperial rose. Black diamonds and all of my whips timeless. Vow to never break your heart or a promise. I got us. Ain't a show off just being honest. You wanna sip mimosas I'll pour em. Take a trip we can blow a few dollars. Other bitches you heard about em. But you're moving forward and never backwards. Cop shorty a quarter let her roll it up for practice. Love to role play you studying to be an actress. What the haps is I'ma call you later then I'll fall through. Maybe we can all get faded. And I'm 100 them others tryin to fake it. Self made G millionaire in the making. Boss of my team bringin home the bacon. Ya nigga fallin off you need a replacement. Face it. Now you drunk and your heart's racin. (Hook). Let me buy you a drink better yet a bottle. Girl you look good you remind me of a model. Ooh yeah yeah.. Yeah-ee yeah yeah. So we off to the crib girly gon' follow. Pedal to the medal everything full throttle. Ooh yeah yeah.. Yeah-ee yeah yeah. (Verse 2). The money come in the money go. The same seem to pertain to them corny hoes. So I keep it G continually stack this paper. While all them bitches chase me. Won't be in ??? safety. Bitch can't hold her self down. Then she bound to drizzown. We party in Vegas Smokin'. Pina Colada papers. Travel the world people know what our face is. Waitress bringin em by the cases. For me and my real niggas we not in the matrix. I'm talkin plane shit that shit you have to join the gang wit. Can probably make you leave your man. For first class living taking pictures in the sand. 100 thousand dollar whips shopping trips to Japan. So you rollin' if you know like I know. Them niggas don't go where I go. Gangsta. (Hook). Let me buy you a drink better yet a bottle. Girl you look good you remind me of a model. Ooh yeah yeah.. Yeah-ee yeah yeah. So we off to the crib girly gon' follow. Pedal to the medal everything full throttle. Ooh yeah yeah.. Yeah-ee yeah yeah. (Verse 3). Ok. Mami I fucks wit you borderline stuck wit you. I roll up hit the airport and stunt wit you. Count all this bread maybe split a cut wit you. No respect to niggas who smoke blunts wit you. All wins No loss. Big house mowed lawn. No lease owned cars. Straight work I'm my own boss. (Hook). Let me buy you a drink better yet a bottle. Girl you look good you remind me of a model. Ooh yeah yeah.. Yeah-ee yeah yeah. So we off to the crib girly gon' follow. Pedal to the medal everything full throttle. Ooh yeah yeah.. Yeah-ee yeah yeah