In that brand new Lambo truck
Skrrt off on the dead body (Body)
Did a hit right in the foreign, it's a big body (Yeah)
Ain't know about it, but now you know that we been 'bout it
Your b**h at my crib, suckin' my d**k and she get real sloppy (Suck it up, b**h)
Ain't wanna tell you that shit, dawg, 'cause you be in your feelings (Ho n**a)
You ain't do no killin', you ain't never pay no killers (No)
P**y, that ain't Wockhardt, you sippin' on penicillin what you sippin'?
I'ma stack this money up until I feel the ceilin'
I ain't want your b**h, she looked at me like "Really, really?" (Really, really)
I'm in your city with these buffs on like I ain't from Philly (Philly)
My life ain't silly, I woke up and then I made a milli' (Milli', milli')
T-L-C, mean too much lettuce, cheese, my b**h look like chili, yeah