The best drinks, good tree, and bad bitches
I got the best drinks, good tree, and bad bitches
I got the best drinks, good tree, and bad bitches
And that´s what you gon´ get anytime you fuckin´ with us

Finally Famous, what´s up?

I´m on the west side of my city
Ridin´ round like a tour guide
With that white girl she got a tongue ring
That might as well be a bullseye
She half naked walking ´round this bitch
I almost thought I was poolside
Tryna raw dog my (oh!)
Like her tubes tied but that´s suicide!
One time for my niggas who made something out of nothing
Cause you could lose it all my nigga look at they´ve been roughin´
"You could lose it twice as fast as you got it"
Got it - that´s what my grandma told me
And you´ve got to be a dumb dumb dumb motherfucker not to listen to what you hear from the OG´s

Rollin´ OG
´til I G-O
Yeah G-O, nigga, add an O-D
That´s what I rep, nigga, ´til I O-D
Collecting everything that this world owes me
I told my Momma grab you any kind of car
Girl cause you my shining star, I love you everywhere you are
Back to it - to the game I am committed
My intentions: stay persistent
Workin´ overtime like we get paid off commissions
And my wrist bliss, work
Ms. Gliss, man I ain´t got time like my wrist slit
No bitch fit, just a fit bitch
Who only drive bitch to make me feel terrific

The best drinks, good tree, and bad bitches

I got the best drinks, good tree, and bad bitches
I got the best drinks, good tree, and bad bitches
And that´s what you gon´ get anytime you fuckin´ with us
Finally Famous, what´s up?
What´s up? x8
Finally Famous, what´s up
What´s up? x16
Now we going strong, we´ll be going going gone, ´til we on

I´m on the east side of my city
Ridin´ round like it´s "Doomsday"
And if you keep pushing my buttons
Might fuck around and be a "Tomb Day"
Don´t let go of her hand -
Or it might be "Big-Sean-In-Her-Womb Day"
"Congratulations, dog!"

Man, that´s what the whole room say
I want money and security for all of my descendants
We up in Hollywood, tryna get our hands some "in it"
If you don´t fuck with my songs, man, you gotta fuck with the intention
Tryna get my fam and friends-es
Behind Benz-es, a party, or lenses - woah
I believe I can fly
I believe I´m the man
I believe in God
Man, they sending shots, shots, shots, shots
Like they don´t believe I can die
Man, fuck whoever used to tell me to stop
A legend in the making -
Fuck whoever told me I´m not

The best drinks, good tree, and bad bitches
I got the best drinks, good tree, and bad bitches
I got the best drinks, good tree, and bad bitches
And that´s what you gon´ get anytime you fuckin´ with us
Finally Famous, what´s up?
What´s up? (x8)
Finally Famous, what´s up
What´s up? (x16)
Now we going strong, we´ll be going going gone, ´til we on