Corte Madera, CA

Hoppin' out swangin', you know what I mean?

Shit crazy, ****

Hmm, man

Aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye

Taking pictures on the jet

Escalade at my arrival

Gotta stay on your toes, ****

Work on your posture

Checkin' emails with the bitch

And countin' up profit

V12 in the 'Vette, I just breezed through the traffic

I just ran a couple miles and bust a move before seven

Smile on my face, when I count, it's a fetish

First you gotta take your passion, then apply pressure (Numbers)

You fucked around and spent your whole advance on a necklace

So many whips, I might ship one to Texas

Courtside chillin' with these emeralds in my necklace

You called the bitch back to back acting hella extra

I don't see how **** do it, man, that shit is so embarrassing

GT speed when I'm slidin' through the city

Every man for himself, gotta move with intention

**** say they gon' rob me

**** better get with me

Slidin' with a fo' nicky and a Drake with a fifty

Still building bigger brands, making plays on the low

Snow bunny out in Humboldt with a line on them bows

All you broke **** did was put me more on my toes

I'm the type to park the Lamb' and double back in the Rolls

(Nice car, Larry)

What's happenin'?

Spaceships on the Blade and shit

You know what I'm talkin' about?

Yeah

Numbers

Aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye