Talk to 'em' - Iamsu!

Yeah, where that bag at

I need 50 for a show, where that cash at

She from Sacramento, threw her on that Amtrak

Even though I’m getting paper like a damn fax

Yeah, all the cougars say I’m handsome

Oakland airport, taking pictures when I’m landed

Bad bitch magnet, Ray got me dancing

Pull up with gorillas like it’s animal planet

We big mobbin', now she plottin'

The gear in the whip like my trip’s exotic

I be riding everywhere, I ain’t hiding

I be styling, with them stylists, cut her off 'cause she was childish

Yeah I’m bout it, floss I got it, got that product in my pocket

G-Star jeans got really deep pockets

Cross faded in the club, head nodding

Touch the bag, run it back, get it poppin'

And my momma riding Louie for her luggage

Looked him in his eyes and I knew that he was bluffing

20 cash O, blow a check like it was nothing

Not from the D, but I’m Cartier buffing

Yeah, now I need 20 for a feature

And I really got it, out the swamp, I’m a creature

Hella smart 'cause my momma was a teacher

Never sleeping, eyes open 'cause I know these niggas leeches

I’m a beast and everything these rapper saying is facetious

All cash for my whip it ain’t no leases, got my pink slips

That’s on everything, I promise I’m gon' run it up

Yeah I made a lot of money, but it’s not enough

All I got is time for it, that’s the bottom line

Won’t spit a flow without no dollar signs, and that not a lie

Yeah, got it poppin' in the Rich

She choosin', but I ain’t tryna knock a nigga bitch

That’s foolish, I’m all about my profit, gettin' rich

Used to it, so really you are not surprised as shit

I was raised different, live by a set of rules

I’m a boss, shit don’t move, it don’t get approved

Lotta drank, lotta food, and a lotta jewels

Seen your section in the club, it’s a lotta dudes

Something gotta move, I’mma make it all shake

The bay in good hands, call me Suzy Allstate

I’mma make you jump like a ball fake

I do not respect they rhythm cause the all fake, ay

Yeah, and they all hate

Frank Sinatra of this shit I did it my way

$$$, beep