Mobile Alabama this is Rich Boy city
Look, Rich Boy quit doin' hardcore shit
I fucked the mayor's daughter, he hate it when I call her
There she go now but I'm busy
(We be drankin')
Then lay down the whole place
If ya ain't gettin' ya dope from me, nigga, ya oughta
Cheap liquor, pimp niggas that work hoes
Let me welcome you to my world, Chevy's and dirt roads
I see you ballin', yeah, what's up?
'Bama bred backwood, niggas, we so trill
We'll take yo' shit and think nothin' about it
We ain't role models
We'll take yo' shit and think nothin' about it
We'll take yo' shit and think nothin' about it
We hit the VIP, pullin' bitches and spillin' shit
Well, let the foot watch me and lil' Rich gettin' in hoes' ears
We'll take yo' shit and think nothin' about it
We'll take yo' shit and think nothin' about it
You better take ya lil' kids to the pastor
Right there in between Florida and Mississippi
So I ain't a fuckin' clan I'll split yo' wig
And they might get to ride Impala, if them bitches swa
My uncle doin' fed down in Talladega, bitch
I'll fall off at the club, like the thang on my waist, yeah
We'll take yo' shit and think nothin' about it
We'll take yo' shit and think nothin' about it
(We be fuckin' these hoes)
Half pints to half a gallon, we drank the whole bottle
So if it seem like I'm buzzin', I'm sholliz
We'll take yo' shit and think nothin' about it
This is a motherfuckin' stick up
Gettin' money on the other side of town
Get a Swisher, lit it, switchin' on some killa shit
Can't you tell, motherfucker, I was raised by the streets?
Big trucks, niggas gettin' they swerve on
We ain't role models
Poke out your chest, ball up ya fist, buddy, ya still a bitch
(We be smokin')
I see you ballin', yeah, what's up?
We ain't role models
And I ain't got shit to do wit' yo' kids
That's why them hoes holla, they know them 'bout a dollar
Fuck you studio gangstas, niggas reppin' on beats
'Cause ya see me wit' the bitches livin' life on TV
My niggas ignorant, foolish bunch of belligerents
This is a motherfuckin' stick up
But I'm still ridin' 'round in that Beamer that he bought her
Niggas talkin' that shit, see the Techs raise up
We'll take yo' shit and think nothin' about it
Hangin' wit' the convicts and my boy attitude
'Cause Rich Boy ain't a role model for them bastards
Then lay down the whole place
Around in my hood, boys fillin' graves up
What it is? Damn right, we ain't a role model
We'll take yo' shit and think nothin' about it
Then lay down the whole place
It ain't shit you can tell me about Lil' Rich
I'll fall off at the club, like the thang on my waist, yeah
I see you ballin', yeah, what's up?
And the bricks get flipped 'cause we close to the water
Fuckin' wit' my country cousin and them, from Mobile
We ain't role models
Country niggas ain't slow, fuck what you heard, homes
This is a motherfuckin' stick up
We'll take yo' shit and think nothin' about it
I'll fall off at the club, like the thang on my waist, yeah
I was fuckin' them the bitches in the back of the school
Lil' nigga, fuck school, cop five mo' bricks
I see the kids wanna rap like me
