Yeah, bitch
Ha, bitch

Resurrection, nigga, back from the dead
Brazy Bali and I´m not seein’ red

I do what I want, I always get fed
Talkin´ that shit, put a price on your head
Resurrection, nigga, back from the dead
Resurrection, nigga, back from the dead
Brazy Bali and I´m not seein’ red
Talkin´ that shit, put a price on your head

Countin´ up bleu cheese, rockin´ these Puccis
Got ´em like, "Ooh, wee," my prescription is Gucci
Young fly nigga like I am Lucci
I don´t trust the ho ´cause she is a hoochie
I told her, "Count it real faster"
Listen to me, nigga, like I´m your master
Get on the track and it’s a disaster
Smilin’ in your face and clap you right after
They ain´t clappin’ for you, that is just laughter

Yes, I´m preachin´ to ´em like I’m a pastor
No, don´t make me mad like I am the Hatter
Eat a nigga just like he on a platter
I know I make ´em real madder
He said this pussy is fatter
I know my pockets, they gettin´ real fatter
In a foreign and you know I drive faster

Resurrection, nigga, back from the dead
Brazy Bali and I´m not seein´ red
I do what I want, I always get fed
Talkin´ that shit, put a price on your head
Resurrection, nigga, back from the dead
Resurrection, nigga, back from the dead
Brazy Bali and I´m not seein´ red
Talkin´ that shit, put a price on your head