Okay I think of raps and I pen this shit Getting racks off my penmanship It's a known fact that I run Vegas Trying not to pull a ligament Shout out to my haters, praises to the most high Living good, calling this bitches names that they don't go by See I'm right here letting this dope pile I'm too hyphy, ya'll know why Cause I ain't sell my soul and I'm about to blow without their cosign I'm on a natural high, you can't blow mine This is what success do When that bad bitch you had dreams about is the same chick you sleep next to We at the top floor, we got the best view Come and see what I see When I drop my first tape, these niggas place me in their top 3 Versatile, you can't box me My neck full of chains and they all gold Well connected, your bars is low I got 99 problems and they all hoes We don't fuck with them dog hoes But I'm Mike Vick how I dog hoes Keep them bitches on all fours And we run shit and them broads know it What they rollin? If it ain't grade A, I pass on it They resistance, we up next and I know niggas that'll put they last on it
[Hook: Euroz] Okay we counting all this money non-stop (non-stop) I know niggas that'd kill for our spot (our spot) Who'da thought that we would end up on top (on top) Pull up to the scene, jaws drop (jaws drop) Why? Cause I'm that nigga, I thought you knew I'm that nigga, bitch, I thought you knew Shit I'm that nigga, I thought you knew I'm that nigga, bitch I thought you knew
[Verse 2: Euroz] Okay we counting all this bread up And best believe we got more to make Taking all these chances, the type of risks you can't afford to take See my jewels on, I [?] My niggas got clips like Florida's shape Shorty's shape? Hour glass with a peach behind her like Georgia plates You know it's Louies all on my loafers, groupies all on my sofa When your tape drop, we got a few copies, and used 'em all for my coasters Lines of molly, she snorted that Named a drink and I ordered that And if she need something else, name that too And I'm coming out the pocket like a quarterback Aye yo blow that shit cause there's more to stack nigga It's nothing to me, this rapping shit is just hustling to me I hope theses niggas can get adjusted to me, cause I'm Here, to shit on y'all for one reason nigga So fall back, the summers mine, the winter's here it's our season nigga