[Verse 1: J4yDiZz1e]
J4yDiZz1e gets to rocking with the realest, Me and Dino get to kill it kill it kill it
Flames part 2 know we bout to drill it, In the kitchen making milli milli millions
Stacking money to the ceiling wanna live it, I am godly motherf*cker don't forget it
n*ggas always want my shoes but can not fill it, Heat is drastic and these n*ggas they can feel it
Slow down like whoa now, Cause these n*ggas thinking they can f*ck with the best
I want 800 million on my chest, These n*ggas should know I'm better than the rest
Up on a track and I'm playing the Ref, Making sure that all this sh*t is in check
n*ggas and b*tches they want you for checks, I'mma show them I am find do not check
It ain't fake boy it's lavish, Your chain's made of plastic
Your watch boy it's fabric, You is nothing boy you average
Swishing money like the mavericks, But I am not f*cking with Dallas
Even though I always go there I'm Bulls fan like a savage
Yeah, Jimmy Butler with the 3, Nobody f*cks with me
It's alright cause they will see
Yeah yeah, Young n*gga going up, Got a girl who loves to f*ck
She tsunami that's what's up
Rappers now a days basic, Many numbers like the Matrix
Got a belt probably faked it, NizzMey got the tapes b*tch
RaiThaGe got the sauce, Dine'ro here ya'll lost
Gold Vest like the boss, Watch got one mode Frost
Wipe me down Boosie, All you pus*y n*ggas losing
Where the hell is L Cooli, That n*gga doing movies
And he can show ya ass some clips, b*tches love the way I drip
Gabby still on my di*k
[Verse 2: Dine'ro]
b*tch I'm in it for the kill, f*ck around and get shpeeled
I make hundred dollar bills, Pulling up in a Phantom
Pulling b*tches outta random, Disappear like Randal
Walk in with Gucci Sandals, I'mma fly off the handle
H on me no Honda, Bad b*tch like Ronda
Oh I just hit the lotto, GBE Like I was Capo
All your b*tches infidelity, Can't touch me higher pedigree
Erode you down, Weathering
Shooter mowed you down for Meddling
MJ I got 6 rings, Shooting squad we got 6 beams
I ain't spitting on the damn thing, Real bars you ain't handling
Reverse OG Maco my n*gga you can not handle me
A-Listerr what's good n*gga
[J4yDiZz1e]
You ain't really from the hood n*gga
Actually I kinda like you, Sike n*gga I despise you
Emperor, Emperor, Emperor, pus*y n*gga named James
Get big little n*gga, You ain't got no fans
You ain't got no mans, A-Listerr ain't yo god damn friend