[Chorus]
Might catch feelings over money 'cause I won't catch 'em for a bitch
Bust down Rollies, Audemars for my wrist
Got nothin' but some long dick for a bitch actin' slick
Got nothin' but some condoms on me, I ain't catchin' shit
I dropped the ceilin' off, I gotta spin it like a ceilin' fan
My neighbor say, "You did it, man," and I don't think they get it, man
'Cause I can't even stop until I'm lookin' like the richest man
Steve Jobs blueprint is lookin' like my business plan
Ballin' in these streets, callin' me a freak
She knew she was fuckin' since she pulled up to my street
Roll a leaf, light, burn, smoke, then repeat
And the way I'm creepin' with it, she remind me of my Jeep, no R. Kelly
[Interlude]
Yeah
For real
Just like that
[Verse]
Stuntin' with these hoes
She like me in McLaren, but she love me in that Rolls
Prima Donna bitches starin' while I pull up in that Ghost
Drop the top in middle of winter, feel the air, then I froze
Had to clear when I slow
I'm choppin' bitches off just like a ceilin' fan
Throwin' money out the roof like I don't give a damn
Check my résumé, I've been the proof, and I'm that nigga, man
Bitches that just wanna love a nigga, call me Jigga Man
Buck fifty that boy face, don't do no snitches in
We came from the bottom, he played with my dawg, and so I shot him
Fuck you thought? I said, it's on sight when I spot him
Black on black McLaren like it's Gotham, mm
[Chorus]
Might catch feelings over money 'cause I won't catch 'em for a bitch
Bust down Rollies, Audemars for my wrist
Got nothin' but some long dick for a bitch actin' slick
Got nothin' but some condoms on me, I ain't catchin' shit
I dropped the ceilin' off, I gotta spin it like a ceilin' fan
My neighbor say, "You did it, man," and I don't think they get it, man
'Cause I can't even stop until I'm lookin' like the richest man
Steve Jobs blueprint is lookin' like my business plan
Ballin' in these streets, callin' me a freak
She knew she was fuckin' since she pulled up to my street
Roll a leaf, light, burn, smoke, then repeat
And the way I'm creepin' with it, she remind me of my Jeep, no R. Kelly
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