Pandemonium

Three passports, three first class

Tickets to the money, straight flights

I live by the code, wardrobe from 'round the globe

All I need is a kilo, an apron, show me the stove

General Electric, perfected, cooking them O's

No more peanut butter sandwiches, now we looking at loaves

Hoes, I need a condom for my toast

Busting in these niggas standing flat footed, I'm on my toes

Froze, pandemonium overdose

Paparazzi in the trees, please, curtains closed

Armadillo cigars, killers who like to play golf

Heroin transactions with Russian shots of the Smirnoff

Playing for keeps, I busting 'em 'fore she get off

I run the city, just pull up and drop the kid off, ha

Welcome to organized crime

Money got me excited, I'm coming four or five times

The '45 for you niggas with 9 lives

Penthouse on college money, long as Ocean drive

Black Chevy Tahoe's, stations up the potholes

My place spacious, smoking aces in Lagos

Feds get involved, I'm slipping off in the synagogue

Issue you your warrant, informant, bitch I've been a boss

Counting money stacks, yours' counterfeited

I made my money back when your accountant didn't

Went against the odds, it's only one Rozay

My nigga okay

I got a penny in my pocket, million in the trunk

Started in the back, now we the niggas in the front

Step out on the block, all the bitches they still in shock

Get a piece of pussy then take my niggas to shop

Pandemonium, causing pandemonium

Half a million for the same car we rolling in

Pandemonium, pandemonium

We the number 1 niggas, your bitch notice it

Million ways to make this money, you gon' get it

On the grind 24/7 I'm with it

YSL swagger, wrist wear frigid

Jumping out the Phantom like a motherfucking midget

Money knocking at the front door, I'm like, who is it?

It's Benjy, tell my lil nigga, go and get it

Cause I've been counting all this dirty paper for a minute

Lamborghini dreaming thinking how I'm gon' spend it

I'm like one's for the money, two's for the show of it

Three's for the bitches that be fucking for the hoe of it

Four for my niggas that be stacking and then blowing it

You would think I had a curfew the way I'm going in

Look at what we rolling in, causing pandemonium

Papi got them keys in, he like my custodian

I was trying to bag a brick, you was Nickelodeon

I was in them trenches, getting down and dirty serving it

We's part of the reason that them churches got some services

The morgue could afford just cause we was doing murdering

Nigga called my phone, talking reckless, I ain't heard of it

Fuck ya girl, give her back, I'm courteous

I can keep a secret with Vicky, have a menage with Nicki

And be out London with Lauren and telling Meagan good morning

Catch me rolling with Kelly or at the Hilton

With Paris from Hollywood to the hood

I want a mom and I swear that I want 'em all, wanna fuck 'em all

Had my niggas down so I'm screaming fuck the law

Monday night wrestling, I'm so fucking Raw

She gon' wipe me down, I'm gon' brush her off

I'm way harder than the concrete, I say what my mind speak

Word to the homies Ross, I can get that 9 Piece

For the low that 9 cheap, call me if you want it

Haters see me and I'm staying got 'em sick to they stomach

I got a penny in my pocket, million in the trunk

Started in the back, now we the niggas in the front

Step out on the block, all the bitches they still in shock

Get a piece of pussy then take my niggas to shop

Pandemonium, causing pandemonium

Half a million for the same car we rolling in

Pandemonium, pandemonium

We the number one niggas, your bitch notice it

Whole time, see that fly shit I've been on

All the girlfriends fall in line from my spin off

That's game bitch ain't shit, nudies and some J six

Where I'm from, it's cold and niggas get at you like handkerchiefs

God bless you unless you was disrespectful

Bitches disappoint you but money won't ever stress you

They say I'm special as Devin Hester on fourth down

So all that shit you niggas kicking with worried about

Catch me at the carry out, mumbo sauce and half and half

Flyest niggas out here, period no maxi-pad, bitch I got a right to brag

Bitch, I got a right to boast

Presidential suite and bitch and I never use my right to vote

My vision enormous, my bitches is gorgeous

And I am dead serious, bitch, I spit with embalming

Shout out to lil G, shout out Tre and Mohammad

That BOA shit we get paid with death over dishonor

I'm known as Obama's don't, I know no one in Congress

These bitches love me all the way, you got sort of's and kind of's

Sort of remind you, why you don't call no vagina

Just give 'em awesome intercourse and ignore there inquires

Quietly becoming a top ten, you dreamed of getting cream

Best believe I'm John Deere, Smith, greenist Moncler shit

Earth tones in the winter, Purp rolled in a rillo

I am on my John Lithgow

Out of this 3rd Rock, nigga it out

I am on my Tom Brady, y'all niggas is Eric Crouch

What the blood clot, Tommy Frazier, fuck yourself

I can see your album coming, that shit's like a sucker punch

Here for breakfast, fuck for lunch

Dinner time she bring a friend, write my shit so vicious

Y'all are like snitches you can't see the pen

Always on some new shit CNN, shitting on these niggas like I need a pen

I got a penny in my pocket, million in the trunk

Started in the back, now we the niggas in the front

Step out on the block, all the bitches they still in shock

Get a piece of pussy then take my niggas to shop

Pandemonium, causing pandemonium

Half a million for the same car we rolling in

Pandemonium, pandemonium

We the number 1 niggas, your bitch notice it