In Charlotte

What watch should I put on though? Aye what car should I drive today? Aye somebody roll up a blunt Big money shit If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you Million dollars cash, all twenties in the closet Bought a short bus because my ice game retarded Self-made millionaire, now I'm labelled a target Fucked that bitch and put her out 'cause her pussy was garbage Yeah them bitches bad so I pass 'em to my lil niggas They wanna act up so I pass them boys to the hitters Don't ask me why they mad, I don't know, I'm getting too much scrilla My bank account got big and my head got even bigger White Audemar, gold bracelet, big rocks A whole month straight ain't been bumpin' shit but Pac Coogi sweater on, R.I.P. B-I-G (Biggie!) I just left LA on the way to NYC Call me water boy 'cause I'm dripping all this water Met her down in Florida but I fucked that bitch in Charlotte Born a dope boy, never wanted to go to college Bad Puerto Rican, New York bitch, met her in Starlets I shut down the party, I shut down the party Went and parked the 'Rari then I go jump on the Harley Pull up, go and throw a dub at Cameo in Charlotte I shut down the party, I shut down the party Goddamn man Who the fuck is this? hello? Hello, hello, hold up Are y'all straight bruh? Yeah, wassup bruh? Aye y'all straight, you straight? Man what the fuck happened man, we heard about this shit, what the fuck happened up there man? what y'all got going on? huh? That nigga shot all the motherfuckin' bullets, ain't hit shit Stupid ass nigga Just cause my money keep running like Forrest Gump I got niggas hate me like I'm Donald Trump Where I'm from you don't make it to see 21 That's why all these young niggas ridin' 'round with their gun Front page newspaper, number one topic Niggas mad at Dolph Obama just 'cause I'm the hottest Can't nobody stop me, man my neck so rocky Said she seen Flippa dancing and that's how she spot me Two things that I just can't respect A fuck nigga and a lying ass bitch That lil' nigga keep on running up that check I gave my dogs the recipe to get rich They started shooting, we didn't even break a sweat April Fools, the trick's on you bitch You playing checkers lil' boy, I'm playing chess I just scored again boy, all nets Paper Route, we got now and next That's a motherfucking mansion 'round my neck I'm in a Chevelle, but the motor it came out a Vette I might sign with DJ Khaled, because we the best, hah Call me water boy 'cause I'm dripping all this water Met her down in Florida but I fucked that bitch in Charlotte Born a dope boy, never wanted to go to college Bad Puerto Rican, New York bitch, met her in Starlets I shut down the party, I shut down the party Went and parked the 'Rari then I go jump on the Harley Pull up, go and throw a dub at Cameo in Charlotte I shut down the party, I shut down the party