Through text message we plot to take over Can't talk out loud round these chauffeurs Way on the outskirts we have slick meetings Looking over our shoulders Motherfuckin' lip readers just wanna know what I told ya
Wake up and smell the Folgers The bitches on your posters Dozin' off on suede sofas Joy rides at high price rollsters Ma side, east life, keep them trees rolling Hundred dollar bills folding Fools counting on me to fuck up I'm counting up that money as it's pouring in
Losing to me for you would be a win Losing to me for you would be a win Mother fuckers better meet my demand list First start of the business get the fam rich
I'm laid back chillin', posted Living like a villain mostly Allowed places you not allowed to go in The beats bitch niggas is scared of Go head with that Felicia ass crack What he smokin' on personal This mine, it won't work for you Yo whole clique in trouble need a focus group Fall back like the top on that And a half a joint pimpin I'm high
Niggas better meet my demand list