B.M.F. (Blowin' Money Fast)

[Produced by Lex Luger] [Hook] I think I'm Big Meech, Larry Hoover Whipping work, hallelujah One nation, under God Real niggas getting money from the fucking start I think I'm Big Meech, Larry Hoover Getting work, hallelujah One nation, under God Real niggas getting money from the fucking start [Verse 1] My Rolls Royce triple black, I'm geechee ho Ballin' in the club, bottles like I'm Meech ho Rozay, that's my nickname Cocaine runnin' in my big vein Self Made, you just affiliated I build it ground up, you bought it renovated Talking plenty capers nothing's been authenticated Funny you claimin' the same bitch that I'm penetratin' Hold the bottles up, where my comrades? Where the fuckin' felons? Where my dogs at? I got that Archie Bunker And it's so white, I just might charge you double [Hook] [Verse 2] These muthafuckas mad that I'm icy Stunt so hard make them come and indict me I think I'm Big Meech, look at my timepiece It's an Audemars, hundred racks at least Look at yourself, now look at me You can't see a nigga, I'm what you used to be Look at it this way, you niggas sideways Always getting money my nigga, crime pays So fuck a nigga, I'm Self Made You a sucker nigga, I'm self-paid This for my broke niggas, this for my rich niggas Got a hundred on a head of a snitch nigga [Hook] [Verse 3: Styles P] The thirty-six holes leave you bleedin' fam Word to them thirty-six O's in a kilogram Blunt tip, orange like caviar Wilding out, fishtailing Subaru rally car Out the passenger, letting the automatty off A egg of that girl I'll knock ya Mommy and ya Daddy off Fuck around and knock the emblem on the Caddy off Four shooters bugging out, blicking at ya Caddy doors Did I mention guns from Red Dead Redemption Nine mils, fifty clip extensions Coke is like a mattress in the hood, I'm flipping on it And the money's like a chair, I'm sitting on it [Hook]