| Im way too fly and way too high |
| I don’t smoke with homie I am way too dry |
| Im cooler than a fan in the summer time |
| You can spend the night with her if she’s one of mine |
| Im way too fly and way too high |
| I don’t want that pussy if its way too dry |
| I’m hotter than stove on three seventy five |
| I put all my trust in that weapon of mine |
| I’m in a suit I’d rather be in a white tee |
| So clean thirty niggas wanna fight me |
| We keep it one hundred is a must not a might be |
| Spill a couple thousand at the bar is how they like me |
| We tip the scales yeah you still wanna indict me |
| So many vehicles it’s hard to find the right key |
| Ho I’m the man how the fuck you don’t want me |
| If it’s between being one deep and lonely |
| Yeah bitch I’m still stomping in my gator shoes |
| You can sit still and chill I 'ma make a major move |
| If it ain’t about money I got nothing to say to you |
| Smile bitch cuz same dee been charging you to lay with you |
| Yeah, fourth quarter I’m on the way, what it do mac |
| Seven hundred dollars just to tell me what it do back |
| I was in that blow blow he was in that blue black |
| Armessy in the car but ya’ll already knew that |
| Good weed good drank big money man |
| Big money bracelet big money chain |
| And I’m guna hold up in big money rain |
| Lil wayne that’s my homie I am big money wayne |
| Forget about the jokster, never think I lost my holster |
| When put my goon hand on ya |
| I ain’t in the studio I’m in the kitchen whipping crabs |
| Hold up, I’m young enough for young broads to wonder where’s he rolls at |
| On the other hand I’m throwback like Bobby Womack |
| Just left the kush man already gotta go back |
| Twenty minutes later kush man where my smoke at |
| Uh, I’m pimp C up in this mother fucker |
| Better nobody gone pimp me up in this mother fucker |
| I don’t even need a key up in this mother fucker |
| If you ain’t real you ain’t gone be up in this mother fucker |
| Corey Mo on the track your head bobbing huh |
| Ya’ll lucky I rap if not I’d probably be robbing ya |
| Ho wanna leave ain’t stopping ya I don’t like ya anyway |
| That’s why a rider never been on top of ya |