Feat Lil Wayne

[Tyga]

I'm on it, I'm on it
I'm on it, I'm on it
If we talkin' bout money b-tch


[Tyga - Verse 1]
Snap back chiller

gold chain n-gga
(?) no tigger, tyga b-tches
hundred proof liquor(?)

live no liver
theres hoes on this muthaf-cking strip, stripping
a n-gga no different

so we hold the heat though
smash on the b-tch brains looking like meatloaf
the hoe know me close she lying, Leo's

pedigree and swag is so cold, zero
hop in Medino, oops I meant Medina,
life is a b-tch better know how to treat her

I don't get in between, my goal be to win
young money heisman rookies of the year


[Chorus]

[Tyga - Verse 2]

Raise hell boy hell yeah I'm hot hello
boy yellow, but my b-tch back from the ghetto
with the flow watch it pop, sizzle

you feeling me, better break fast mc griddles
I ain't finna slow down, keep running your mouth
I'm running the real estate, party in the f-cking house

my n-ggas is loud in the lobby they can't turn us down
(?)DJ TAGS(?)
I run town all day 24 miles

150 on the dash can't even count
keep f-cking b-tch, ain't sh-t to talk about


[Chorus]

[Lil Wayne]

Be-best Rapper C.E.O.
Fine as wine flow
Pinot Grigio

N-ggas cant f-ck with me
Leave the (*##$es,Need the hoes
Life is a motherf-cker gamble, Peter Rose

Momma taught me well, Kush and the L
Paper everywhere like books just fell
More money to make, More p-ssy to smell

Like yea imma Libra like put that on a scale
New Orleans n-gga with my dick up in my right hand
Young Money n-gga money longer then a lifespan

Still go to sleep with my Bible on my nightstand
Flyer then a (*##$ and you ain't even got cha flight plan


I'm on it..I'm on it..Tuneche!..yea..SooWoo?Soo Woo Trill
hahahaha,
yeaaa