They see us throwin money off of the stage Yea and I can see the look on they face This goes out to the ones who hate This goes out to the ones who hate
cold fresh squeezed OJ, I got five hundred Under my pillow, after I'm done, do my DJ 'Cause of that I'ma rock the show tonight The Twat Team gon' get those
Two step, you slipped, get your whole crew wet [AZ] Stand like the Eiffel, move spiteful Sport the Nike shoe, nice with the mic since high school Fuck who like who
crooked, I'm doin you a favor Look at you ain't a playa so, you'll hate on me later I decorate ya clothes, puttin holes through ya paper Reck those
I came ------ what? you can't stop this apocalypse mommy When I strut I'm thinkin' how to get this money And don't say to those who hate, I most certainly
everything I didn't have when I came Nigga what? you can't stop this apocalypse mommy When I 'stroy I'm thinking about how to get that money And throw shade to those who hate
You know how we do, Yo. See, I'm a man who only chats realness F**K being like most dese kids who chat sh*t S*ck record company dick. Frost P, I keep
the heat, stay on when it's on, word is bond [Chorus x2: Cham] For all my niggas who be living ghetto fabulous And all the playa haters, who just wanna
industry My cash flow don't get low it just increase Whoever try to take mines will rest in peace I keep a stoned look, peace to every known crook Not those who
