First thing's first, I'm the realest Drop this and let the whole world feel it And I'm still in the Murda Bizness I could hold you down, like I'm givin' lessons in physics, right So if you wanna bad chick like this Drop it low and pick it up just like this yeah Cup of Ace, cup of Goose, cup of Cris High heels, somethin' worth a half a ticket on my wrist Takin' all the liquor straight, never chase that Rooftop like we bringin' '88 back Bring the hooks in, where the bass at? Champagne spillin', you should taste that
I'm so fancy You already know I'm in the fast lane From L.A. to Tokyo I'm so fancy Can't you taste this gold? Remember my name 'Bout to blow