U.O.E.N.O it
Ol' high class niggas
This shit sound crazy
Fly shit only
You know what I'm sayin'?

This a thousand-dollar pair of shoes and you don't even know it
This a thousand-dollar cup of lean and you don't even know it
This a half a million-dollar car, you don't even know it
I came up from bottom, you don't even know it
My niggas all ride with me, you don't even know it
Got killers with me right now, you don't even know it
This a million-dollar watch nigga, you don't even know it
Got a million-dollar crib nigga, you don't even know it

Ay that monster truck, sit tall as fuck
It's so big can't even tow it
Don't like snakes keep my grass cut, so low can't even mow it
Sip Dom Perri', little high glow, no, no, we don't do Moët
If it ain't P.J., no Rose from me ho, so don't even pour it
Specs on Tom Ford, button-down Michael Kors
Always on like the refrigerator, I'm plugged in, ho, you know it
AP and that Piguet, wear a Breitling when I'm bored
Got a Masterpiece and a .41-millimeter and you ain't even know it
Keep the .45 in my pocket, ain't gon' show it, till I have to pop it
Then you gon' know it, damn, who shot you? They don't even know it
Hawks game fuckin' floor it, TV seat, front-row it
Rocko Da Don CEO it, ain't gotta rap and you know it

This a thousand-dollar pair of shoes and you don't even know it
This a thousand-dollar cup of lean and you don't even know it
This a half a million-dollar car, you don't even know it
I came up from bottom, you don't even know it
My niggas all ride with me, you don't even know it
Got killers with me right now, you don't even know it
This a million-dollar watch nigga, you don't even know it
Got a million-dollar crib nigga, you don't even know it

That nigga sold you that re-rock, you ain't even know it
I die over these Reeboks, you ain't even know it
Put Molly all in her champagne, she ain't even know it
I took her home and I enjoyed that, she ain't even know it
Got a hundred acres I live on, you ain't even know it
Got a hundred rounds in this AR, you ain't even know it
Got a bag of bitches I play with, on cloud 9 in my spaceship
Zoned out but he stay fresh from Zone 1 through Zone 6
Bricks all in my blood, birds all in my dreams
Boats all in my yard, lemon pepper my wings
I'm bout to get you fuck niggas whacked, you ain't even know it
Your main nigga bout to turn his back, you ain't even know it.

This a thousand-dollar pair of shoes and you don't even know it
This a thousand-dollar cup of lean and you don't even know it
This a half a million-dollar car, you don't even know it
I came up from bottom, you don't even know it
My niggas all ride with me, you don't even know it
Got killers with me right now, you don't even know it
This a million-dollar watch nigga, you don't even know it
Got a million-dollar crib nigga, you don't even know it

I'm turned up every day, you don't even know it
Got your bitch with me right now, you don't even know it
We turn up in the club, you don't even know it
Got a hundred bottles comin', you don't even know it, eh
We came up from nothin', you don't even know it
Drive a half-a-million-dollar car, you don't even know it
This a thousand-dollar pair of shoes, you don't even know it
Got a bitch that speak no English, she don't even know it

This a thousand-dollar pair of shoes and you don't even know it
This a thousand-dollar cup of lean and you don't even know it
This a half a million-dollar car, you don't even know it
I came up from bottom, you don't even know it
My niggas all ride with me, you don't even know it
Got killers with me right now, you don't even know it
This a million-dollar watch nigga, you don't even know it
Got a million-dollar crib nigga, you don't even know it

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Markus Alandrus Randle, Nayvadius Wilburn, Rodney R. Hill, Jr., William Leonard Roberts