text: Wheezy outta here
  In the pent, I pour up heavy
  In the Lamb, on a addy
  I got three hoes from the valley
  These new Diors, not from Bally
  Stack that money, Eiffel, Pari
  I shoot jumpers, call me Larry
  Dont need the , I need a navy
  Dont need a sponsor, already havin
  They calling me the man
  Had to slow down, I done bought too many chains
  Car a but the engine a mini-brain
  The Maybach wood grain like my Cartiers
  Money speak for me, aint much I gotta say
  Dont care how much I made, I still gotta save
  International, getting it all kinds of ways
  The ambassador, get everybody paid
  You lame so I charge it to thе gang
  Heard you got a nigga framed, you should be ashamеd
  I was shackled on the chain from a selling-full of grain
  Now Im rocking hella chains, thanking God for a change
  Free the slime Melly, shit be hard to explain
  I just wanna cop like a Bentley and a broad with some brains
  Had the feeling that Im ready through my heart, in my vein
  Pop a Perc and in a second you be numbing the pain
  I come from the home of the brave
  I dont go back and forth, but I dont really want you to stay
  I got mad support and all type of fans, different races
  Drive the fastest Porsche and I aint even here for a race
  Whats a million, they thank me for booking at chase
  Niggas looking, better think before you looking this way
  Lotta money in the bank and its all of a faith
  Its a phantom don, you cant call this a wraith
  In the pent, I pour up heavy
  In the Lamb, on a addy
  I got three hoes from the valley
  These new Diors, not from Bally
  Stack that money, Eiffel, Pari
  I shoot jumpers, call me Larry
  Dont need the , I need a navy
  Dont need a sponsor, already havin
  Pour up Tropicana
  Hit the Forbes, cop a Phantom
  I swipe a card, like a scammer
  I spit poets, I got grammar
  I enjoy it, I switchin out European cars like rentals
  Im employed, young Gunna Wunna having Ms like McGriddles
  Four in a minute maid, aint no cap in my rap, yeah, we really paid
  Call my bitch, she pull up in that Bentley thing
  When Im sipping they stare at my pinky ring
  I aint sleeping, my nigga, this aint a dream
  We aint slipping, they know to protect the king
  Long live Nipsey, I put that on everything
  This shit slow up, I go back to selling green
  Yeah you better not pour heavy
  In the lamb, on a addy
  I got three hoes from the valley
  These new Diors, not from Bally
  Stack that money, Eiffel, pari
  I shoot jumpers, call me Larry
  Dont need the , I need a navy
  Dont need a sponsor, already havin