rich homie baby yeah yeah yeah grab the ice while its cold pop the seal on it now we pourin eights yeah yeah doin shows on the road no mo local shit more like tour dates yeah yeah tell ya hoe to get a table and put these hundreds on it we gon eat da plate yeah yeah and when its all said and done and ya money gone we gone be straight ok now we gone be alright shawty we gone be straight my diamonds look like light shawty that s why i m always late my sideline tryna fight shawty because she want her place and i don t wanna play no games with ya that s what kids for my daddy told me never hit her just fuck her good like you miss her make her stomach hurt no sit ups couldna been me she woulda been fucked ok money and god i put no one above that that thang you do with you tongue you know i luv dat i poured a eight out for my partners dead and gone i got some partners doing 40 who ain t never coming home i know my time coming so i check the mirror meanwhile grab the ice out the cooler gettin them scripts by the pint 4 by the bottom 8 in the phantom shouts out goes to molly shouts out east atlanta shouts out to the projects shouts out to my closet naw shouts out to my wallet and we still young made bosses no dinner plans but we flossin and i m in the van with that 40 like a business man no talking ok that jet i m in private nigga okay okay got a potato at the end so when i shoot it it be silent nigga and if you fuck me over thats on you baby og bobby johnson give yo ass that duece baby them bullets spreadin like rumors that nigga sweatin get some ice out the cooler 