[Chorus Rick Ross & Ross] 600 Benz, house six grand That was six years ago, whips come from I get work on my face I get work on my face
600 Benz, condo six grand I got twelve hundred kicks, them bitches straight Japan My ambition is wicked, I put that on my hands
[Rick I get that on my face I put shit on my man
1 - Wale] Wale, real what I told, blowing bomb haze I just CJ keep on rolling, that's my shorty out, you ain't seeing through All black everything, shit like a HBCU Maybach Music, moves Bitch I'm major loot I my old bitches buy me all the latest shoes One whip just ain't enough, I just seen three You only half a W without a V Got to be dreaming, bitch got to be Shorty I was twenty I had a Camry and tokens But now I'm okay, bitch I got my together Rosay me keep on working, shorty you'll be rich forever, ever my endeavors, and I sever my opponents Bitch I'm cold like it's in The dilemma is, you think I got no You think I'm just here flossing or horse shit caution
[Verse 2 - Depending on how I feel, the coupe or sedan I'm only dealing with you, nothing to do your man Niggas'll ruin your plans, it's to do what you can I'm up to six hundred bricks, started with two hundred to hand in the cold Pockets on hella I was breaking them down, now I'm them whole Work straight out the no competition You just up and listen, and you can complete the mission Know you me to fall I don't do but ball You heard I was in jail, but I just came from the 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 nobody iller, but go Godzilla me blowing vanillas Used to be blood money, now it's go scrilla After I it all up, I'ma go to the dealer and get a...
[Verse 3 - Hope you heard intro This that I been because I've been saving for that Benz flow So mash on assholes with petty Tell them niggas we throwed, but they never catch us If I am pulled over, I they gone be on it Because it's hot in here, and I got no L the '72 Dolphins Whoo, my nigga, and I bet you never pass me like a safety nigga I'm Polamalu, 600, the model My newest motto to use a condom with newest Uh, got a hundred on the dash, Y'all killers y'all got hundred yard dash guns I'm a rare one, camos and rare ones Where I'm a circus, hope you don't expect a fair one hundreds like it ain't nothing Really it was, but you know I saying nothing