(Verse)
Hold up money talk so you know what?
Ain't nothing to talk about ye ain't got enough

Cuz rock star drugs break a (*##$ heart no love
Emma Watts Charlie Sheen $#&@in with no scrub
^!$$%s want connects got no plugs

^!$$% say they high got no buzz
Popsicle ^!$$%s wanna talk %#@! then say you froze up
Young ^!$$%s wanna pop pills just po up

Went on a bang Went on a bang
(*##$es came for me and my ^!$$% easy
Threw that (*##$ out got that hoe one way

Said she tryna stay told that (*##$ no way
That's a preme ^!$$% B ripper grim reaper
I don't get mad (*##$ I just get even

T-Raw magician I don't gotta trick or treat it
That Ferrari California make a (*##$ a believer


(Hook)
Million dollars' worth of cars all paid out
See you ^!$$%s hatin had to pull my chains out

Make it rain even when it's rained out
Turn up bang out
Bang out bang out

Turn up b-bang out
Million dollars' worth of cars all paid out
See you ^!$$%s hatin had to pull my chains out


(Verse)
Met a (*##$ last night won't believe it

$#&@ her so hard (*##$ probably stopped breathing
Killed the #~!!@ in the hotel screamin
Knock knock going in like the housekeeper

The room keep it
I $#&@ed now I don't need it
T-Raw !@&( splattered on a (*##$ beaver

Pipe dreamin $#&@in with a real baller
The (*##$ is a (*##$ so I'm gon call er
Then they act up call the backup

Don't matter as if she ever mattered
(*##$ shut up throw it up I throw the set up
Tell her sit up got her face down (*##$ don't put yo head up

Yea bitin on er ear
Got a old (*##$ #~!!@ like souvenir
I hop up in it ^!$$% I ain't never scared

Closet full of straps and the condom right here
What I got?


(Hook)
Million dollars' worth of cars all paid out
See you ^!$$%s hatin had to pull my chains out

Make it rain even when it's rained out
Turn up bang out
Bang out bang out

Turn up b-bang out
Million dollars' worth of cars all paid out
See you ^!$$%s hatin had to pull my chains out


(Verse)
Beef on the street to the beach I be rollin

Never see me strollin 402s I be holdin
Girls in the daisies drive easy crazy
Rolled up my windows as I turned on my AC

Rollin down French I don't see the hoes jockin
Sunday nights poppin see the foes hoppin
My stereo's bumpin that ATL funk

You can call it what you want
Either way the %#@! bump
I'm a evil mother$#&@er ready to tear %#@! up

I'mma put these things on you and never let up
See my mama she was home when I was born
Bet a ^!$$% like to eat %#@! than never been born

But I ain't going out unless 30 ^!$$%s die
I'm dyin anyway so I'm thinkin suicide
Shut the $#&@ up ^!$$% cuz you ain't seen %#@!

I'm bout to take this blade and straight up rip

A (*##$ is a (*##$
So if I'm poor or rich
I talk in the exact same pitch

Now the title of (*##$ don't apply to all women
But all women have a little (*##$ in em