I'm flood the streets of drugs and clock dollars Niggas get blocked when my clock dollars Skunk, smoker, filly and now ripple Crystalsippa, I've been a Willie four-round nigger Drop got holes, the man with all the night shows Expensive high-close, drop top rose East coast, west coast, fiends overdose Drop get the cream with my team then I'm gross It's money be't, take the meat and jump out the MPV MP3, click silo tips, wiggle sympathy I sold more feet for more green Capped open and not a good coat Under the dress train, you watched out for cops Squared cars and beamers and large ananas Bleed to cut you to Argentina Lay back in the beach here coast and win commuters Smoking the brooders on the cruise line Bunch of a roovo for a while yo pump the valve So I could pal dope then we'll come on all of them Kingpin' just like outpocket pay so I can lay low and save the aid though we gave yo And ship it out whenever I say yo Making this money stay American dream East coast, west coast, fiends overdose What I mean? Waiver is uptown, downtown you pick the scene You got to get your own scheme We ain't split in this ring Yo I'ma run astatically, till they bathe me Counting marically, those are Beverly More grand than Chavrakees President like every being rock him Drug came up top 10, locked in right now It's not an option and no suprite got the mac in the heat To guard the five in screens in the back of the seat And now they got the stabby bragging Blaschia, hami, sagging Was her ready to tell you her bag And trust me in the patty bragging But ain't nobody out here stopping love Cause we was 12 years old In the cotton club poppin' buck So wore the fame without the porch and got damn you wrong Killing kid, camera wrong, surviving in the Amazon I leave you day the froze but all cause of a maze The froze money's surrounded I can't handle my bays and we're agent hosts Raccoon niggas is after me I'm packed to see symphies, dacaries, co-infecties, fiends Bagging a practice with me from Hitting a rock to a vest in the stop Nor the kaya to not fussin' out of my socks Got that bloods, baitin' chubby, all the ladies love me They hate who made me happy But I'm on bad days, same up babies ugly Each night I sleep with freaks with Lamborghini, jeeps, neighbors, we sneak in peeps I have my scene at least between the sheets Let's let my lure cut your collar swine Cause these is modern tops and only thing I see is dollars Yo, making this money's the American dream East coast to west coast, you know what I mean Whoever is uptown, damn, damn, you pick the same You got to get your own green, green, split, and green To be seen clean in the mean beam, a sepitee's dream Big girls are green, vane, but more green is brain stained You know what crazy quick, the smack of 2B I'm known to mackahoochi, do I got snacks or no chips? Absolutely, hollown kids are slow for felonies And selling keys, pushin' to be 100 C's, G.S.3s, and profit trees These G's, please, what DTs, be all in freeze? We stash, cheese, the keyboard, pocket full of centripes Ain't yo' upset for the rest of our life Some crown and leave the drink cause I had sex with his wife I stuck my two legs brain, smack a fool and get slain Niggas don't bitch, yo, see, you know the rules for the game Yo, making this money's the American dream East coast to west coast, you know what I mean Whoever is uptown, damn, damn, you pick the same You got to get your own scheme, we split and it's green Yo, making this money's the American dream East coast to west coast, you know what I mean Whoever is uptown, damn, damn, you pick the same You got to get your own scheme, we split and it's green Yeah, why, all the more in the rise Bloodshade, Gillajem, six biggest, C.O.C. Chuck Blassie, my man, Mace, bad boy I'll tell you, rock, big L, 139, and a bell, 140 Oh, I'll tell you, nigga