That shit made me wanna let go Won't miss that shit If you find them, they gon' get that shit And I won't miss any of them Winners Circle Uh, uh, uh, and uh Uh, uh-uh, they uh, and uh

I don't wanna be famous I just wanna be rich Makeup for my bitch I don't fuck with these niggas Stop pretending and shit 40 Mill with some acres We don't fuck with you, we don't fuck with you We don't fuck with you 40 mill with some acres

Yeah, I'm 245 right down the middle And I'll miss the green, to the left just a little Chili dip a wedge, and put it all together Hit that son of a bitch right up there in the leather If you call that good, and let me press on the side You can put me

I'll dot your I's and cross your fuckin' T's (Bring it!) There ain't nothin' in this world for free There's not a man, not a man I believe Give a rat's ass what you think about me I give a shit, don't give a shit about anything This is the man that I'm

I'll shit on you! I'll shit on you I'll shit on you, da da, da da, da da I will shit on you I don't care who you are I don't give a fuck about you or your car Fuck your house, fuck your jewelry and fuck your watch Fuck your wife, fuck your kids, fuck

Pop it bitch Pop pop pop One two and the bitch came All these hoes know my damn name Break a bitch heart pouring out the champagne Why you over there chilling with the little lames? You ain't know, you ain't know that my shit bang? Walk up on this bitch

Fuck what they heard, tell 'em, mind they business If you want it, baby, I'll go and get it Treat it like a pony, the way you ride that shit Know you love a nigga, you ain't gotta hide that shit Get in that pussy and I'm never leavin' with it You a real

Came up out the mud, brush the dirt up off me Going hard, hit them where it hurts, kill them softly Bone stretch tryna clear my mind, even smoke less Hopelessness but I'm in this shit for flesh Talk reckless, coming for your neck, no strep throat

Nigga you shit on me, I'll shit on you You put a hit on me, I'll put a hit on you A eye for an eye nigga Survive the shots or die nigga You can't roll wit me I'm Lloyd Banks the one and only Not your buddy, not your pal, not your homie There ain't a

White America! Little Eric looks just like this Erica loves my shit I go to T-R-L, look how many hugs I get I could be one of your kids I Could be one of your kids I never would've dreamed in a million years I'd see So many motherfuckin' people who feel