Menthol

Leave the crib Lace my shoes everyday my nigga cause I ain't tripping on shit And if you can't take a bad bitch Turn her to a boss, best believe that your pimping ain't shit And thats word to my clique Don't send me no track, cause my nigga I ain't getting on shit If it ain't for no chips and If you got a problem motherfucker you can suck on this dick Bitch nigga get your money right Running round acting like a hoe Tryna see what another nigga money like Cause your money tight and my pockets getting heavy Got a bad model bitch on the other side of the city Telling me she arranged the weed in a telly Spark a cigarette after I'm in her belly Make my escape, no laying up, I'm chasing this paper War going on outside no man is safe from But I finish everything thats on my plate Like I'm working for a bakery, I'm always on a cake And they telling me I'm speeding and they telling me to pace And I tell 'em, "I ain't been told what to do since I was eight" done These niggas try and tell me what success mean Life's a game and I'm captain of the chess team Brett Favre for the pack is how I get green Young rich nigga, living bitch nigga's wet dreams Steak and lobster, yeah I'm eating like a boss do High off the chronic and I'm sauced too Ain't talking a dolla then get lost fool Think you got what it takes, my nigga it'll cost you