I'm wild as a slaughterhouse

On the way to your spouse

You better try to run up like your father found

B***h with the platinum mouth

The money is handsome but it ain't a trap house

My old bitch wanna fuck me and fuck my main b***h out

I run my money like a slouch

She said she love my bank account

I don't want another round

I'm still flyin' off the ground

Check my bank account and count the amount

My homies in the front and I smoke an ounce

She ain't gotta get naked to be my main aim out

We fuck red carpet and we fuck 'til the rain came out

I thank you for my love and that you pushed me to the side

I watched you grow up and then I got baptized

Felt like the world stopped believing in my pride

My haters feel like I got a new vote

Money long as train smoke but I don't ever go broke

I get it every day

Gotta keep a chopper on the stove

You want what I got but you tried to diss me

I knew I would make it to a certain degree

I never gave a single f**k for free

I'm whole another breed

I'm wild as a slaughterhouse

On the way to your spouse

You better try to run up like your father found

B***h with the platinum mouth

The money is handsome but it ain't a trap house

My old bitch wanna fuck me and fuck my main b***h out

Get your head cracked like a cap

I turn your p***y into a cancerous ass

My album went Gold on the gram

I gotta leave the drama in my past

I put your team in pieces

You get f****d and defeated

Now look at your destiny (yeah)

I'm so in love with my bank

Six thirty eight on my coat

The devil was at my door

Plugged in the Dope

But still get mad at them h**s

Put my balls up all in her throat

I swear I got money like a fiend

With a spliff and a triple beam

The American dream will get you a wedding ring

Put my heart inside this dead chest and let them sing

I pull up in a spectacular blow

Half a million on the boards

You see me on the Forbes

I still remain the Rockstar