Look, I got a big amount
I think I'm the biggest out
Got hits and I ain't even put 'em out
Lit and you can't even put it out
Got the Billboard melodies
Rap is somethin' I do on the side
Crossed over to the other side
And I didn't even have to die
Got the money and I never show it
Let a nikka try to play heroic
Michael Jackson talkin' to me in my dreams
And he say, "You bad and you know it"
Better shamone with my check then
I'm a J. Prince investment
nikkas love to talk reckless
Then see me like best friends
Got the sand colored FN
And I've never seen the inside of a Marriott or a Westin
Five stars, nothin' less than
fukk nikkas on your payroll
And you let 'em know the safe code
And you knew him for a month though
But you call them nikkas big bro
You could move in the Hidden Hills
And we still don't live by the same code
I'm respected everywhere I go
nikka, long live Bankroll
Skip the rainbow, funny style shyt
And it's straight to the pot of gold
Somebody, everybody know
6 God with the god flow





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it's a 2 chainz song
did he really just say this



