U.O.E.N.O it Ol' high class niggas
This shit sound crazy
Fly shit only
You know what Im sayin?
This a thousand dollar pair of shoes and you don’t even know it This a thousand dollar cup of lean and you don’t even know it This a half a million dollar car, you don’t even know it I came up from bottom, you don’t even know it My niggas all ride with me on, you don’t even know it Got killers with me right now, you don’t even know it This a million dollar watch nigga, you don’t even know it Got a million dollar crib nigga, you don’t even know it Ay that monster truck, sit tall as fuck, its so big can’t even tow it Don’t like snakes keep my grass cut, so low can’t even mow it Sip Dom Perri', little high glow, no no we dont do Moet
If it ain’t P.J., no Rose from me ho, so dont even pour it Specks on Tom Ford, button-down Michael Kors
Always on like theigerator, Im plugged in, ho, you know it AP and that PK, wear a Breitling when Im bored
Got a Masterpiece and a 41-millimeter, and you ain’t even know it Keep the .45 in my pocket: ain’t gon' show it 'til I have to pop it Then you gone know it, damn who shot you, they dont even know it Hawks game fuckin' floor it, TV seat front row it Rocko Da Don CEO it, ain’t gotta rap and you know it We’ve got a lot of…
If you see me you got a problem
Run up on me like you want it Guaranteed we’re gonna solve it They’ll be thinkin' someone shot him
Hit him with a bottle
I’mma let a nigga have it Started from the bottom
Now my diamonds looking autumn
And police don’t even caught him
It’s a milli if you call him, presidential rollie
It’s a ticket if you want it And I’ll show you lil' niggas you can get it if you want it That good weed you don’t even blow
See I drank so much Bombay in here tonight, can’t even drive
And that head feel so good to me that I can’t even lie
See me all up on the curb, you think I’m drunk when I’m swerving
See you ask how much it cost, you niggas got a lot of nerve
So much money
All the motherfuckin' bottles up in here I got nervous
Audemar, car service — Phantom Rolls Royce curtains
Roll one more and that’s curtains
Young Khalifa, that’s curtains
In Taylor Gang we worship
Im turned up every day, you dont even know it Got your bitch with me right now, you dont even know it We turn up in the club, you dont even know it Got a hundred bottles comin', you dont even know it We came up from nothin', you dont even know it Drive a half a million dollar car, you dont even know it This a thousand dollar pair of shoes, you don’t even know it Got a bitch that speak no English, she don’t even know it