Yeah, I see ya Casey, I see ya fam, Gilly
Get loot not hoes if you know what I mean
And all my toys, gotta have an infrared
And on my bed, I even got a mink spread
Fully equipped whips to custom made shit
So this time I made up my mind
See we lace our hoes, and smoke our dro'
See, I'm a neighborhood baller with the beamers and sprawlers
Mikkey, Boo, Mike, Stone, Lac, d-boy Ceedy
Mannie Freezie, Suga Slim, Joe and Greg, I got us, baby
Son a sack through his mind, he get it through the pipeline
And all my toys, gotta have an infrared
Weezy We, Young Money, Squad up
And all my toys, gotta have an infrared
If you scared, get the new escalade
You are witnessin'
We riding for ya Darkchild in the building nigga
Don't try it, buy it, if its factory, amplify it
Spread my wings, I'm about to soar
Yeah, ay, Tanto, I ain't forget 'bout you nigga
Hold on, nigga, it's all good homie, ay, Rodney
It's ya boy, it's Bird Beezy my Neezy
Now, where you going? And where you been?
Wop, ay, Ta I got you girl, I'm a hold us down shorty
And on my bed, I even got a mink spread
Cadillac dipped grill with the 9 on line
And on my bed, I even got a mink spread
And on my bed, I even got a mink spread
Gotta hustle and grind, keep the money on your mind
The broads keep callin' 'cuz, baby, I'm ballin'
Till the wheels fall off, nigga, guaranteed
See it's summertime homie and we born to shine
Got everything they ever built, everything they ever made
Flicks, so you see how we shine
Got everything they ever built, everything they ever made
Kiss my momma, tell my daddy I'm gone
Keep the ice on packed, with the big mack stacks
And all my cars, gotta have spinning blades
The long motherfucker get the head done in Suede
And all my toys, gotta have an infrared
Head till' I'm dead from my ol' girl Debbie
Rims dipped the same color as the new Cadillac
And on my bed, I even got a mink spread
Some gon' spit, some gon' swallow
It's a vision of dreams with Cadillac machines
When we go to the club, we go through the back door
We gon buy us some new private jets, yeah
With the nine on my waistline
And everything is paid, Mannie mink pimp
And what's your angle? And how you fit in?
Big Tymers, old treat, summertime boy
Uptown we in this bitch, nigga, ay, ay, we riding
Homie still doing time
This is shining at it's best, nigga wear your vest
Any nigga act up he get that nine to his fuckin' mind
Stunna got that caddy with the bubble eye lips
Baby boy, on his way to make a song
Might go Nitro, ignite it
Got everything they ever built, everything they ever made
Southern ass nigga with his shirts and jeans fresh
Said it's gon' rain before the sunshine
Summertime all hoods, blow up and shine
Got everything they ever built, everything they ever made
Now everything is wet and everything is slick
We keeping it hood, you know
And all my cars, gotta have spinning blades
From a quarter to a dollar to a five to a ten
And on my bed, I even got a mink spread
We won't look back from here, nigga, yeah, yeah
And all my cars, gotta have spinning blades
And all my toys, gotta have an infrared
Fuck being broke, it's time to shine
Everybody know stunna so you know I'm doing mines
Hood rich shit with these ghettos and bricks
I like them starched heavy, big box Chevy
Two million, three million nigga I did it
And all my cars, gotta have spinning blades
Six years ago, a friend of mine
And all my cars, gotta have spinning blades
The rise of a young black entrepreneur
Got everything they ever built, everything they ever made
Two billion, three billion, nigga let's get it
Stunna back at it ma' with that brand new six
Some gon' lead, some gon' follow
And all my cars, gotta have spinning blades
And all my toys, gotta have an infrared
Got everything they ever built, everything they ever made
