[Verse 1: The Game] Young Stunna, Young Stunna The way that paint dripping it's gon' be a bloody summer Twenty-two inches, all-red everything That's Soo Woo business, holla at your five Four, three, two, one, bitch in the cockpit And my knot's sick, I'm ill I've got a milli in my Louis Red Cardinal fitted, bitches feel me in the Louis, yeah Red rubies in my watch and my chain Catch me in Wade County, I'm the king like James Headed to the game, red Challenger today Throwing the red flags like I'm challenging the play Tune, this shit retarded I need a red helmet And I'm all about my cake, red velvet You can't help it, gotta see what I got It's like Ripley's: Believe it or Not, you tell me
[Hook: Birdman] Can you believe it Believe that
[Verse 2: Lil Wayne] I'm a beast, believe that Stop playing, I go hard, I go He Man Young Tune,break em off like a tree branch Play with me you in hot water: tea bag All-black Maybach, call it decaf And I just ordered your girlfriend some kneepads Can you believe the unbelievable Bitch, I'm higher than Venus, Serena too Yeah Game, holla at you Soo Woo Young Money bitch, we cold like two scoops Life's a bitch and mine a diva Point the biggest skeptic out I make them a believer
[Hook: Birdman] Can you believe it Believe that
[Verse 3: Birdman] Yeah believe that, 100 on the marble floor And everyday we on the grind Try and flip some more Yeah understand, acres on that new lane Suicide doors, niggas on that new lane Yeah pussy popping bullshit Bullshit ain't shit, nigga we the shit We the business, Louie on every trip Holiday everyday on the YM ship Yeah, cause every day my sun shine Candy paint on the car, making headlines Believe that, we good with that cake homie Believe that, we ride every day homie