A hundred gigs a year, boy, you know nothing about that
Three bitches in my room, boy, you know nothing about that
A golden record on my wall, boy, you know nothing about that
The level we're on, boy, you know nothing about that
Young rich motherfucker
Know a couple niggas at a bliss motherfuckers
Spent a couple bands for my fit motherfucker
Put some euros or some dollars on a snitch motherfucker get it get it
Buck 40 on a dashbox
Just tilt one 40 at the stashbox
Now your girl tryna see about me its the grimm
Now she askin bout my bankdrop
Yeah total relocation
Know some niggas in the hood really reprobation
See the homeless in the streets tryna see donations
Tell my niggas roll some weed and sell em refutation get it get it
Cross the waters niggas crossing borders niggas placing another order Nigga take your order young Chung at the hood to da hollywood
Fuck her once and then I never call her
A hundred gigs a year, boy, you know nothing about that
Three bitches in my room, boy, you know nothing about that
A golden record on my wall, boy, you know nothing about that
The level we're on, boy, you know nothing about that
Yo Chung
Fuck boy, these are facts
Traveling with guys whose bank accounts are killing
Motherfucker I'm used to putting out the best shit
I suggest you lay low if you're not getting money
I'm rolling with this gang that's ready to destroy you
BOY!
Levels, levels, levels, levels
These words are not actions but these actions are words
You know how to die but not how to live
You know how to hate but not how we do it
All we need to do is blow your walls down
Me and my brothers recognise the color red
How out of it do you have to be to not get it?
How we do this shit in Miami
And I'm still the one who can't rap, right?
2014 we'll see about that
A hundred gigs a year, boy, you know nothing about that
Three bitches in my room, boy, you know nothing about that
A golden record on my wall, boy, you know nothing about that
The level we're on, boy, you know nothing about that