Lyrics

[Verse 1] I punish mikes like Frank Castle We filet mignon, y'all White Castle Four-ten cause I don't like to wrestle My bitch a ten and she'll blast you I use food stamps in the streets, yo Now I got a cool ranch like Doritos I'm spendin' euros, flashin' bankrolls In the Louis store with a set of four Real classy chick, good hygiene You know what I mean, J Brand jean Said if money ain't a thing, ice crystals in the ring Boss, I could sneak a pistol in the bank You a king, I'm Achilles, roll up the Phillies I behead a nigga with the semi [Hook] (x2) I got that white, that Sammy Sosa X pills, call 'em Lady Gaga Dope bags and sniffed Obama We gettin' money, gettin' money, yeah [Verse 2] Real niggas comin' home, wonder what they missin' Drive by the strip, the hood disappearin' First day home, Sean broke curfew A repetitive criminal mind, it'll curse you But fuck parole maltreatment He headed out of town and he 'bout to sweet lick Three bricks of that raw heroin Him and money got a bond, take a risk, seen her dead His PO call him, he say, 'Reporting' Sean like, 'Fuck that, I'm balling' It's three o'clock, time to make the dead drop Fifty-five keys'll take him to the top Fuck the DEA and FBI He cookin' up meth with a white cutie pie [Hook] (x2) [Outro] Yeah, yeah, yeah Everybody up from 'round here, nigga Ha-ha, uh-huh, 134, nigga Niggas ask about me, nigga