Come on right down, case you niggas wanna beef
Gas in the air, you niggas might just want to breathe this
Thug motivation 'cause I know you niggas need this
Luxury, like the pillows at the St. Regis
Black card down, for a presidential suite
Black truck out front, on my presidential feet
Presidential Rollie, got presidential wrist
Might order room service, this some presidential shit, let's go

First I count a hundred, then I hit the mall
Bitch, I'm on my shit, yeah I might just buy a star
She said, "You say the pussy good, how come you never call"
Said bitch, "That ain't my focus yet, I'm tryna live afar"
You can chase some love, baby, I'm just chasin' paper
And if I hit a lick, I might just take you to Jamaica
And you can bring your friend, but she bet not be a faker
If she ain't talkin' 'bout fuckin' then we gon' mufuckin' shake her
That in the fam money, that pay the bail money
That see me in the street, it ain't hard to tell money
This real street dough, better hide your ego
That St. Regis Bal Harbour for the week though

Two mil in whips sittin' in the valet
Throw me my keys like have a nice day
You ain't said shit, I'ma have a nice night
And anything I want, I'ma buy the shit twice
Two mil in whips sittin' in the valet
Throw me my keys like have a nice day
You ain't said shit, I'ma have a nice night
And anything I want, I'ma buy the shit twice
Two mil in whips sittin' in the valet
Throw me my keys like have a nice day
You ain't said shit, I'ma have a nice night
And anything I want, I'ma buy the shit twice
Two mil in whips sittin' in the valet

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Writer(s): Jay Jenkins