Super the stars make it sharp as a tack

Gotta have my forty-five inch in it

In the house, from the gate, twenty minutes

Game over and I´m still not finished

I play haters like V play tennis

Livin like a motherfuckin Richie Rich nigga

Got a butler for my Maybach nigga

White linen, smokin ci-gar

Lyrics like bullets, tongue like a trigger

Feelin on your booty

Tryin to get one of these nice ladies