[Chorus Rick Ross & Ross] 600 Benz, six hundred grand That was six years ago, whips from Japan I get that on my face I get that on my face
600 Benz, condo six hundred I got twelve hundred kicks, them bitches straight from My ambition is wicked, I put shit on my hands
[Rick I get that on my face I put shit on my man
[Verse 1 - Wale, real niggas I told, blowing bomb haze I just tell CJ on rolling, that's my shorty Tinted out, you ain't through All black everything, shit like a HBCU Maybach Music, major Bitch I'm saving major I my old bitches buy me all the latest shoes One whip just ain't enough, I just seen three You only a W without a second V Got to be dreaming, got to be chosen Shorty when I was I had a Camry and tokens But now I'm okay, bitch I got my together Rosay told me keep on working, shorty you'll be forever, ever Forever my endeavors, and I sever my Bitch I'm cold it's in Denver The is, you think I got no conscience You think I'm just here flossing or horse shit caution
[Verse 2 - Depending on how I feel, either the coupe or I'm only dealing you, nothing to do with your man Niggas'll ruin your plans, it's best to do you can I'm up to six hundred bricks, started with two grams Hand to hand in the Pockets on swole I was breaking them down, now I'm them whole straight out the kitchen Ain't no You just shut up and listen, and you can complete the you want me to fall I do nothing but ball You heard I was in jail, but I just came the mall I'm on my way to the jeweler, to cop me a Mueller the digital ruler, at arm's length of the Ruger Life's a bitch and I her Ain't iller, but there go Godzilla Catch me blowing Used to be blood money, now it's go hard I count it all up, I'ma go to the dealer and get a...
[Verse 3 - Hope you that intro This that I been grinding because I've been saving for Benz flow So on assholes with petty badges Tell them niggas we throwed, but never gone catch us If I am pulled over, I they gone be on it it's hot in here, and I got no L like the '72 Dolphins Whoo, race my nigga, and I bet you never pass me like a nigga I'm Polamalu, 600, the newest My newest motto to use a with newest models Uh, got a hundred on the dash, Y'all ain't killers y'all got hundred yard dash I'm a rare one, camos and some ones Where I'm from's a circus, hope you don't a fair one hundreds like it ain't nothing Really it was, but you know I saying nothing