[Intro]
 Yup, yup
 I look up
 Cause I can't look down on you bitch niggas no mo, man
 If that casket ain't 24 karot gold when I die
 Then I ain't made enough fucking money man and that's real talk
 God

[Verse 1]
 This my roll weed time
 Don't turn it into dead in the street time
 Her legs do the peace sign
 Know the hood so well don't need street signs
 Young rich and iconic
 Big titties I'm signin'
 Burnin' bitches and chronic
 Big white smoke clouds every time I talk, does it look like I'm in a comic?
 Everything I rock I designed it, realer nigga, won't find it
 Okay, I be stackin' that cheddar, bet that shit won't expire
 Got me ballin' so hard, I need me Jerry Maguire
 I made a mil before twenty-five, man and I ain't even no lie
 Bitch I ain't sayin' that shit to brag neither, I'm sayin' that to inspire
 I'm like, damn boy, fuck you sayin' boy?
 Hatin' on me, knowin' that you is a fan boy
 When I'm around you call me Cuz like we fam boy?
 Rappin' like me let's me know that I'm the man boy
 Okay, Hennessy and Bombay is a real nigga entree
 I gave her my grande, my food is picante
 My girls is Beyonce, your boyfriend beyond gay
 I seen him hang with Deandre and they was lookin' like prom dates
 One time for my hood 'til I go in the ground
 I'm throwin' it up cause they holdin' me down
 I'm perverted as fuck, got a pole in the house
 Got your girl and your girl and they hoein' it out
 But you standin' outside cause no hoes is allowed
 If you work like I work, you would throw in the towel
 Once you get in this life, man, there's no comin' out
 And haters look at me like snow in the south
 Surprise nigga
 Man fuck it, I'm on, you off and I hope you die nigga
 Why you alive nigga?
 I'm stackin' dough cause my momma dig the despise
 Yeah I'm the one that these hatin' niggas despise
 You better take off your fuckin' disguise, nigga
 Bitch-made it's in your eyes nigga
 Lies nigga
 Shut the fuck up, everything'll be fine
 Cause this my roll weed time