[Omelly]
I´m strapped, I´m slidin´ in the whip, in the Bentley with two sticks
Niggas squawking, lot of talking, I´ma park him on the strip

I chase that bag, I stack that cash, I´m quick to take a nigga´s bitch
That pussy good, her ass fat, I fuck around and pay her rent
OMG this AMG, bitch it´s MMG, squad
Run down on them niggas, catch a body, slide
Any these niggas play with Ross, they know that I´ma ride
Screaming free Meek Milly, that´s my fuckin´ slime
Sixty on my wrist, sixty on my neck (lit)
I keep it a bean twenty, you niggas in debt (shit)
Niggas said they gon´ do me, ain´t finish me yet (nah)
Next time I´m on, I´m leavin´ candles in front of the step

[Rick Ross]
Fuck you niggas waitin´ on, who the fuck you playin´ with?
I was busy countin´ money, penthouse layin´ with a bitch
Niggas tried to kill me twice, voodoo may have made ´em miss
All black but the jewelry bright, heard you live so scandalous
I see you live a double life, pussy never on the list
Show me what´s your body count, nigga where your courage at?
I´m not in to suing niggas, maybe take another route
Give me all them diamonds on you, snatch ´em out a baby´s mouth
Hitters know me in the city, see you for the right amount

Where the realest DJ´s at, for someone I might buy a house
Summertime, lumber timer, two door, yeah that´s one of mine
Dapper Don, Gucci talk, one of one, so hard to find
Pussy where my money at? smoke him like a hundred sack
Shooters go the first round, sign him like a running back
Is it that my flows hard or these niggas´ beats weak?
As I get a blowjob, bitch I´m screamin´ free Meek
Walk up in the dope spot, niggas give me free weed
All that cappin´ in your captions make me wanna kill a bitch
Hustlin´ and real estate, and I keep it militant

Bitches must´ve thought I died, heard I´m still on life support
Rims on every car of mine, fuck you think I bought ´em for?
DMX on IRS, really ain´t no time to rest
Homicide investigatin´, name be in all kind of mess
Hahaha, hahaha, studied like I´m Farrakhan
Bitch I´m in the 305, call it little Lebanon
And I know you always slippin´, hit you and whoever on
Caught him leavin´ top golf, time to knock his top off
Sometimes I know times hard, but the Maybach top soft
Calling plays like Brett Farve, double-M is not lost
She see niggas pockets fat, while she bein´ forcefed

Shawty think I´m gang banging ´cause my newest Porsche red

[Koly P]
I heard they plottin´ on a murder
That forty waistline, free Meek Mills and Bobby Shmurda
Niggas hatin´, so I went and bought a bracelet
And bust down my Rollie, bought a store and made a statement
Have you heard of me? came a long way from doin´ burglaries
Last week I got shot and counted sixty after surgery
Rap game messiah, every beat I spit that poetry
Might give that ho some money, she can´t never have my loyalty
´Bout a dollar, I´ma take the lead and watch ´em follow

Thank God Lil Koly rappin´ ´cause he used to be a robber
Killed my nigga Nola, from the time, know I had that black Impala
I´m really with the shits and hittin´ licks out with them choppers
(I´m Koly P)

[6ix9ine]
I´m on some rob a nigga shit, take a nigga bitch
Do the dash in the whip, count the cash in the whip
I pull up with a stick, I let that shit hit
Shout out... but I fucked that nigga bitch
Niggas iffy, uh, Blicky got the stiffy, uh
Got the blicky, uh, drum it holds fifty, uh
Move milli´, all my niggas on fifty, uh
Talk down, pew pew pew, you silly, uh

Hit a stain, fifty bands, all hunnids
Spinnin´ through ya block, like a pop shove-it
Shoot at me I´m shootin´ back, I´m gettin´ buckets
I ain´t wanna take his life, but nigga, fuck it
I´m on some rob a nigga shit, take a nigga bitch
Do the dash in the whip, count the cash in the whip
I pull up with a stick, I let that shit hit
Shout out... but I fucked that nigga bitch