Lookin out the window of a heli-chopta over city lights Makin' it rain, makin' it snow
been a-, been about big money
Louie was the tag, the duffel bag and the jean filthy with the grind, come from flippin' bricks customize shit, foreign fly red bitch Blowin' out the bound another show some mo money Flip another hundred see we do this every summer
Everyday the same story; bull shit ain't shit so everyday the same story Headline cash money sign (I'm filthy rich bitch!) you know. Fully loaded 'round this bitch just the cash money life In broad day light see we do it when we see it you can put that on my hood: YM/CMB Livin' legend livin' good Spendin' how you feel nigga nothin' when your good Poppin' (?) and we ridin' cherrywood
cartier is the piece got the grind on my watch Got my mind on my money so we stay up on my grizzy everytime I'm gettin' these hundreds got my youngin' comin' with me We push truck, phantom top, everyday, non-stop benz coupe hard top bugatti nigga hard knock we cruisin' on them high ti's great take the birds hummin' (?)
Lookin' at the city lights