[Rick Ross & 2 Chainz] God is the greatest But I´m hearing Illuminati doing favors 2 Chainz, six watches Hundred million, two pockets (Huh)
Double M (M-M-M-M) Ricky Renzel A.K.A Lemon Pepper (Hahahaha) Been the biggest, still the biggest (Biggest, M-M) AKA up in your baby mama, nigga, haha Tony!
[2 Chainz] Beat up and battered the block (Yeah) came from not having a lot (Uh) Want my American power (Power) rich like arrogant guys (Guys) Burn you then play with the fire (Fire) know you get buried a lot Can´t walk a day in these shoes, these don´t come in your size (Yeah) You hot, apparently not, woke up wearing a watch Two Cuban links, trapping like Cheeto´s, got various watch
From weed to powder, powder to rock Been having mask and gloves in my car (Car) I take a shroom and stay at a star (Woo) Shit I own this motherfucker, I stand on the bar You always posting cars and never post your home décor Versace robe to the floor (Uh) the dead bolt on the floor (Dead) I pray for Italy, spent my honeymoon on the water Got cribs in Cali´ and Florida (Yeah) I love her so I support her I got a scale and a Ziploc, may I take your order? (Alright) The hustle in my aorta, I dodge another reporter (Skrrt) Before the pandemic, still wouldn´t fuck with Corona
[Skooly] Look, that paper coming and I reply Spend that money like disease, I, why? My wrist cost 100 Gs, I, I I handle my B-I, I´m, young, rich and black Bitch, I´m, young, rich and black Uh, I´m, young, rich and black Mmm, get ya, get ya, mm, young, rich and black Mmm, uh, I´m young, rich and black
[Big Rube] I´m living proof when you real, you see the truth as it is The heart of spirit´s age cannot be gauged by the counting of years And it don´t matter what amounts in your account, you ain´t rich Without the grace of God´s blessing, money don´t mean shit
Might work the best on planet Earth, so I never abuse it Can´t drink, smoke or sniff it, gotta listen to use it Shit´s so fire, I get a million people high when I move it And when the cosmos collapse, I´d still have passion for music Young, rich and black (M-M-M-Maybach Music)
[Rick Ross] Twin phantoms in the city, niggas know who´s really winning Why you tell us what you spending? 40 karats on my finger Where I´m living, money linger, time to get another Beamer I could count a million cash, at three mil´, my hands´d tingle (Boss)
Kilo after kilo, blow my winnings out in Reno (Boss) Candy out the Chevy, new motor, I got the Beano (Huh) Trapping out in Tampa, Tom Brady face on the C-note Autograph my jersey, on Thursday the hoes get peed on (Woo) Bitches on the furlough, let her come back if she´s fertile (Fertile) She just a surrogate, I told her name her son Lil Birdo When you on the money team, you gotta hit ´em where you hurt ´em Offers for my catalogue, I guess it´s just the way I word ´em (Boss) Cyntoia Brown back, I pray she living with a purpose (Yes)
Contacting her mans overnight, her ass so perky (Huh) Man, polo out in Soho, go for dolo on these verses In the phantom on the phone, I blow one then I pull the curtains
[Skooly & Rick Ross] Look, that paper coming and I reply Spend that money like disease, I, why? (Huh) My wrist cost 100 Gs, I, I (M-M-M-Maybach Music) I handle my B-I, I´m, young, rich and black Bitch, I´m, young, rich and black Uh, I´m, young, rich and black Mmm, get ya, get ya, mm, young, rich and black Mmm, uh, I´m young, rich and black