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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Premo Rice
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Richard Leon Dixon Jr
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Richard Leon Dixon Jr
Producer
Calin Enache
Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Bitch, please, need a ten-piece when I speak
Please, bitch, when I speak
I don't pop percs, but I make hoes pop pussy
Percs, hoes pop pussy
Gas tank on E, but a hundred grand on me
E, on me, oh yeah
Push start no key, bet you can't do it like P
No key, bet you can't do it like P
You can't do it like this, top notch **** make hits
Nah, oh yeah
Lookin' like a one-man band, I'm the man you need to get with
Oh yeah, get with
Check a hoe with the left hand, go to work wit the right wrist
Left hand, right wrist
Leave the dough on the night stand, make a hoe get it right quick, yeah
Night stand
I got flavor, **** countin' too much paper
Flavor, uh-huh
Gold frames 'cause I see through haters
You haters
Bad bitch on her best behavior, yeah, I'm just sayin'
Uh, I'm just sayin'
**** wanna trick who payin'? **** ain't on shit they playin'
Who payin'? They playin'
Can't knock my bitch, she stayin', nah
These hoes all the same, I see a broke hoe all the time
Yes sir, huh?
The bitch love me, I told the weak bitch fall in line
Love me
Brand new fur make you feel the grind, yeah, make you feel the game
Feel the grind, huh
Two-tone on for the boys tryna steal the shine, I'm tryna kill the lane
Tryna steal the shine, huh?
[Chorus]
Yeah, I'm too much, ain't nah **** built like us
Too much, uh-uh
Can't nah **** knock my swag, can't nah **** flex too buff
Just swag, too buff
Can't nah hoe count my cash, can't nah hoe count my luck
My cash, yeah
You can't touch this bag, move fast tell a hoe keep up, yeah
This bag, keep up
The lifestyle of flash, the lifestyle on go, you boys can't last
On flash, on go, yeah, what you say?
[Verse 2]
I'm so cold need two furs, all new hoes, need a new curb
Two furs, new curb
New flow, got new verbs, ain't gotta say much, just two words
New verbs, yeah
Game tight like Sin, Trump tight when I jump out the Benz
Sin, the Benz
Real ice when I pull out the lens, real light when I count up a ten
The lens, count up a ten
The shit short change, I don't need the bitch she need game
Short change, she need me
I don't need the hoe, I need more dolla bills in my name
I need more dolla bills, bitch
I make shit shake I don't ask for nothin', I just take
Shake, I just take
I might gas the hoe if she great
Yeah
Straight pass the hoe if she fake
Yeah
I'm outside, top down, vibes
Huh? Good vibes
Drop down, slide
Slide
Stomp down, real live
Real live
This real ice
Huh?
The life and times of Mack Rice
The mack, ****
I'm just that nice
Yeah, I'm nice
She gave the trick a good price
What he say?
Okay, let's do it, let's do it, let's do it, let's do it
Let's do it, let's do it, let's do it
Okay, let's do it, let's do it, let's do it, let's do it
Let's do it, let's do it, let's do it
[Verse 3]
Yeah, I'm too much, ain't nah **** built like us
Too much, uh-uh
Can't nah **** knock my swag, can't nah **** flex too buff
Just swag, too buff
Can't nah hoe count my cash, can't nah hoe count my luck
My cash, yeah
You can't touch this bag, move fast tell a hoe keep up, yeah
This bag, keep up
The lifestyle of flash, the lifestyle on go, you boys can't last
On flash, on go, huh?
Written by: Richard Leon Dixon Jr