[Intro: X4]
(FBEAT go crazy)
Fifteen hundred for some kicks, I only wore 'em once
(FBEAT producin' all the heat)
Hmm, yeah, put them lil'—
Put that lil' money up
Hmm

[Chorus: X4]
Balenciaga kicks fifteen hundred, only wore 'em once
I'm a rich Crip, so you can put that lil' money up
Big-dog status, hop out the coupe feelin' like Donald Trump
Big boss havin' it, walk up in any store and fuck it up
Cartier glasses so I can see the opps before they come
Blicks in the attic, hope the johnnies never find them guns
Racks in the mattress, trench n***a, bank ain't gettin' nothin'
Other side want some static, put him in a Leaf and puff him up

[Verse 1: X4]
Hmm, keep on sendin' threats and we gon' touch him up
Couple n***as mad 'cause I'm really jointed up
I don't give a fuck 'cause my bag gettin' big as fuck
Miss your dead homie? Walk up to the grave and dig him up
Look how Tiny pop, pop, pop, then the mission done
Told the opp stop, stop, stop, they ain't killin' nothin'
Big-dog status, all these n***as Uncle Willy son
Beat they block up, boom, baow, Dan Henderson
That's some lil' shit, told that n***a get a better gun
That's a weak bitch, need to go and get a better hon
I ain't satisfied, I'm finna stack me up some more huns
I already see you, n***a, don't run
[Chorus: X4]
Balenciaga kicks fifteen hundred, only wore 'em once
I'm a rich Crip, so you can put that lil' money up
Big-dog status, hop out the coupe feelin' like Donald Trump
Big boss havin' it, walk up in any store and fuck it up
Cartier glasses so I can see the opps before they come
Blicks in the attic, hope the johnnies never find them guns
Racks in the mattress, trench n***a, bank ain't gettin' nothin'
Other side want some static, put him in a Leaf and puff him up

[Verse 2: 03 Greedo]
Big-dog status, hoppin' out the coupe with Wolfman
Hair trigger on me, couple cutters in the bush hand
Shoot a n***a right between his eyes for how he lookin'
Murder don't stick like the leaf I put the kush in
Rare stones cost 2K, you can't see 'em
Oversized jeans on lace, European
Chrome Hearts, glasses on face, I'm a demon
Rat bitch hit my place, take my semen
Cash me out or you can't ride with me
X my opp, point out his house for me
He'll get sniped right off that balcony
Rich Crip life, he could never amount to me

[Chorus: X4]
Balenciaga kicks fifteen hundred, only wore 'em once
I'm a rich Crip, so you can put that lil' money up
Big-dog status, hop out the coupe feelin' like Donald Trump
Big boss havin' it, walk up in any store and fuck it up
Cartier glasses so I can see the opps before they come (FBEAT go crazy)
Blicks in the attic, hope the johnnies never find them guns
Racks in the mattress, trench n***a, bank ain't gettin' nothin'
Other side want some static, put him in a Leaf and puff him up
[Outro]
(FBEAT producin' all the heat)