Nigeria

Me get you in Nigeria

Take a trip to Jamaica

Smoking weed from Nigeria

Take a look in the mirror

All I see is a millionaire

Take a trip to Siberia

Oh so cold in Siberia

You know take all the city

Like I got keys know this here

Young Thug is frigid

My flow is hot like a motherfucking skillet

When I look at myself look like a million ticket

Rich Gang baby

I drove my momma crazy

Then I went brazy

1017 try to make me

Like a motherfucking baby

Still blowing trust funds, all hundreds

On a nigga hun and a nigga son

I'm fly as a motherfucker

Put my cape on

Oh yeah

Bitch can't tell me nothing

Nigga can't tell me nothing else

Got 2 mill on me right now

You can have money and still wouldn't know how

2 punch in my back pot, bitch you hit the jackpot

Bitch get with these half gats

You fuckin with them half knots

I'm the type of nigga drop cash on em

He the type of nigga go half on it

I ain't trying to run a tab on it cause the ass so fat, gotta grab on it

Yeah Gucci man it's the boss hunned

I don't drive cars that's all sunny

Got a Charger cost more than a Maybach

So I know my homeboy Rick Ross want it

And they call me like 2 hunned

I 223 2 snow bunnies

The difference my car your car

My car cost way more money

Thank shot he got dome called

Let they call me no money

That young nigga my real dog

He'll do anything for me

Do you know what I do to you

Plet your bitch from you

Turn her shoes into Jimmy Choo

Early in the morning, sipping mud is what players do

Take her down, slass them

Let her know that my side blue

And let her shoot my busses

Baby tell em before noon

You making boss moves, damn girl

What you tryina do

Is how a boss move, the better... for you

And now the ass, that fendi dress a little nice on you

With all this cash, I never want I spend on you

Take a flight just to fuck on you

San francisco, just smoke cookies

And if I always talk, I might bust on you

And you ain't getting your money

And you might wanna watch your lady

I'm on molly tryina fuck me something

Got a whole lot of og bags in

And I ain't worried bout nothing