[Intro: BandGang Lonnie Bands]
What Biggie say? N***a can't pass me the glasses, n***a, you hear me
Bitch came from classes, you nasty (Can't catch me in no light, n***a)
Tuh
Huh, gon' get these and take my life and fuck one of you n***as, man
Huh

[Chorus: BandGang Lonnie Bands]
We be ridin' Benzes with the paper plates (With the paper plate, huh, hold on, huh, hold on)
Eatin' thousand-dollar steaks on a paper plate (Eatin' thousand-dollar steaks on a paper plate)
We be gettin' all this pape', they supposed to hate (They supposed to hate)
They supposed to hate (They supposed to hate)
N***a gettin' all this pape', they supposed to hate (They supposed to hate)
N***a, they supposed to hate

[Verse 1: BandGang Lonnie Bands]
I just took a hundred large on a date (On a date)
I just fucked a n***a broad right on tape, huh (Bitch, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on)
I was the first n***a to bring this Detroit shit to LA
I might pop back in '96 just like the Drac' (Hey)
Ten to my first bitch, shoutout the Bay, n***a
We passed six, we on to seven figures (On to seven figures)
When we rich, man, I used to be an ashy n***a (Huh, huh, naw)
I'm sellin' pit, I'm just waitin' on the next lift
Who that next trip? The streets know we upped double digits
I was fuckin' real sisters before Future
Huh, RIP Blade, n***a, I'm the new Great Lake Ruler
RIP Paid, the youngest rich n***a to ever do it
Free Mase, we really made a million off that computer (Hey)
[Chorus: BandGang Lonnie Bands]
We be ridin' Benzes with the paper plates (With the paper plate, huh, hold on, huh, hold on)
Eatin' thousand-dollar steaks on a paper plate (Eatin' thousand-dollar steaks on a paper plate, hey)
We be gettin' all this pape', they supposed to hate (They supposed to hate, huh)
They supposed to hate (They supposed to hate)
N***a gettin' all this pape', they supposed to hate (They supposed to hate)
Huh, n***a, they supposed to hate

[Verse 2: Fenix Flexin]
I'm gettin' rich, n***as hatin' like they 'posed to (Like they 'posed to)
I fucked her friend, she like, "Why I missed the old you? (Bitch)
Five thousand on a 'fit, 30 in the clip (30 in the clip)
I'll get a n***a chipped like some fuckin' dip (Boom, boom)
AKs, baby Dracs
I'll load this chopper up, take a n***a face (Bah)
12 pull a n***a over, take him on a race (Skrrt)
Yeah, I got the bread for it, I'd beat the case (Sure)
I done seen my own brothers go and switch up (Go and switch up)
You know I can't trust a soul, so the stick tucked (That shit crazy)
She wanna get emotional, I want my dick sucked (Want some head, bae?)
I can move you down bad, no one pick up (Ooh)
Ayy, I don't get it, probably never will (Naw)
When I think how far I came, damn, I get the chills (Ice, ice)
It was a blessing and a curse when we signed the deal ('Bout the show)
I'm the hardest n***a in it, n***a, keep it real
[Chorus: BandGang Lonnie Bands]
We be ridin' Benzes with the paper plates (With the paper plate, huh, hold on, huh, hold on)
Eatin' thousand-dollar steaks on a paper plate (Eatin' thousand-dollar steaks on a paper plate, hey)
We be gettin' all this pape', they supposed to hate (They supposed to hate)
They supposed to hate (They supposed to hate)
N***a gettin' all this pape', they supposed to hate (They supposed to hate)
N***a, they supposed to hate (Uh)