Top

Million dollars flyin' in on a jet

Huh, when it land, gotta put it in the bag

Young man, I done made it out the set

I done walked out the cell, I'm the man

Bad bitches comin' in, havin' sex

Got a brand new collar on my toe, no tag

Bae, I ain't comin' in, no rest

Gotta make the money back, 'cause I spend it real fast

Trappin', this business, it's real incorporated

Chasin', I get it, and I just jumped up out of a cab

And I'm ready to blow it like I'm a bomb, tick, tick

I'm ahead of my business, so I ain't worried 'bout a tab

I ain't worried 'bout none of these petty bums, I'm rich

Do whatever I want in this bitch, I paid off the staff

I been thankin' the Lord, because I come from the bricks

I been cookin' and whippin' this shit, I'm stayin' in the lab

Top, tell me, who is you, baby?

Travel 'round the world with a rag on the strap (Woah)

225, brand new ride, it got noon on the dash (Okay)

Gone for a while, now you see I done came out a cell, and I'm real, real mad (Woah)

Real big spill on the scene

Take advantage of the time, time to fill up the bag tonight (Ah, wow)

Got a problem with lil' shawty tryna see me (Yeah)

I been seein' real clear, up in 3D (Yeah)

I been trappin' out the back of the buildin'

Should understand if you with me, they was tryna get rid of me

High, holdin' on the—, yeah in the B (In the B)

Make a hater do a flip, don't trip (I'ma send it)

I just gotta get my head out the streets

Big boss, ****, you'll catch me in the VIP

MVP, I'm VIP

B-I-G, ****, B.O.P

Big ol' player with these diamonds up in layers

Real far from phony, know she want me, I can tell

Stand on top the business, I just came from a cell

****, I'm a pack, I'm a real big sale

Hit her from the back, I'm a bad bitch slayer

Run up, get whacked, now the **** can't tell

They ain't gotta give a chance, I'ma take this time

Pussy **** get splurged, I'm a real big slime

I ain't worried 'bout her flirtin' 'cause the baby ain't mine

I was winnin' real early, I'm just gettin' in my prime

I just ran up a thirty, with a .30 on the 9

Bro just flew another million on a jet in the sky

In a hurry, he get back, put the .30 on his mind

Ain't no playin' with the 5, we gon' hit him with the fire

Velveeta, who was I

Bitch, I'm Slimeto and I look like Vito

Don't play with me, knock the cheese out your Cheeto

I want that money real fast, Faneto

And plus my big brother just beat him a RICO

Now find me a bad bitch in Haitia just like needle

Diamonds gon' hit like they come from the sky

Lovin' this ho, now we finna have a child

Million dollars flyin' in on a jet

Huh, when it land, gotta put it in the bag

Young man, I done made it out the set

I done walked out the cell, I'm the man

Bad bitches comin' in, havin' sex

Got a brand new collar on my toe, no tag

Bae, I ain't comin' in, no rest

Gotta make the money back 'cause I spend it real fast

Trappin', this business, it's real incorporated

Chasin', I get it and I just jumped up out of a cab

And I'm ready to blow it like I'm a bomb, tick, tick

I'm ahead of my business, so I ain't worried 'bout a tab

I ain't worried 'bout none of these petty bums, I'm rich

Do whatever I want in this bitch, I paid off the staff

I been thankin' the Lord, because I come from the bricks

I been cookin' and whippin' this shit, I'm stayin' in the lab