Getting money, lil dude. Big crib shit look like a middle school.
Back in the kitchen, smelling like burning rubber. It ain't a secret I'm a money burning muthafucka.
I bought a jet, but got a choppa nigga. They runnin up, I'm making sure I stop a nigga.
Thousand bitches never love em. Obvious I'm a heart breaking muthafucka.
I spoiled her maybe cuz I adored her, more than fly that girl's a flying saucer.
I reflect as I'm ridin in a rolls royce, get respect cuz I give these hoes no choice.
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