I'ma millionaire I'm a young money millionaire, tougher than Nigerian hair My criteria compared to your career just isn't fair I'ma venereal disease like a menstrual bleed
Threw the pencil and leak the sheet of the tablet in my mind Cuz I don't write shit cuz I ain't got time Cuz my seconds, minutes, hours go to the all mighty dollar And the all mighty power of dat chit cha cha chopper
Sister, Brother, Son, Daughter, Father mothaf**ker a copper Got da Maserati dancin' on the bridge pussy poppin' Tell the coppers, ha ha ha ha you can't catch 'em, you can't stop 'em I go by them goon rules if you can't beat 'em then you prop 'em