Off the Corner (feat. Rick Ross)

I graduated from the streets, no diploma

I made a million on that corner

I mixed perico with baking soda

I made a million on that corner

Throwin' Donald Trump numbers on the corner

I made a million on that corner

Graduated from the streets, no diploma

I made a million on that corner

I made a million on that

I made a million on that

I made a million on that corner

Young rich **** I flex, look at my neck

Look at my bitch, look at my wrist

Got these **** upset

Who you know blow a mill?

Don't even think twice, no sweat

And these hoes 'round me?

You don't fuck, you don't give them no check

'Cause y'all **** lame as fuck

None of these chumps can hang with us

All these chains gettin' tangled up

And my clique armed and dangerous

And we'll flame you up

You get smoke motherfucker like angel dust

Start the Rolls Royce with the angel up

All these **** on angels, bruh

But I got stripes like a Bengals does

And my wrist look like the flash on

Come here ho and bring that ass on

So I can beat it up like you stole something

Might pop a perc and go mad long like skrrt

Been through your hood in a Wraith

**** is jealous, just look at your face

.357 get put in your place

Follow my lead all you **** is late

Like hold up, hold up

I done made a million on that corner

I bought some coke but couldn't deal with Arizona

The yellow diamonds looking clearer than Corona

And if they act like they ain't with it

I graduated from the streets, no diploma

I made a million on that corner

I mixed perico with baking soda

I made a million on that corner

Throwin' Donald Trump numbers on the corner

I made a million on that corner

Graduated from the streets, no diploma

I made a million on that corner

I made a million on that

I made a million on that

I made a million on that corner

I'm on the corner gettin' cake

I'm talkin' like it's '88

Givenchy all I really play

Kingpin status when I swerve up on the block

A **** like you, you wouldn't even get to cop

Get my money dolo, I just need some help to count it

I'm the richest **** outta Dade and Broward county

Feds know my game, they keep it raw, we all at odds

Repossess my Lambo, 'cause they wanna build a charge

When they got my Chevy, got it runnin' like it's s'posed to

Hit up on my ****, let 'em know my shop reopened

We rockin' everything

Till I'm right back on the top

NASDAQ hustle bitch, come get your ass some stocks

I graduated from the streets, no diploma

I made a million on that corner

I mixed perico with baking soda

I made a million on that corner

Throwin' Donald Trump numbers on the corner

I made a million on that corner

Graduated from the streets, no diploma

I made a million on that corner

I made a million on that

I made a million on that

I made a million on that corner

On that corner