[Intro]

(Smoke)

[Chorus]

I’m goin' up like an elevator

'Bout to cut down a tree 'cause I need this paper

Get on your knees and meet ya maker

'Bout to count up this cheese and motivate ya (Oh)

Stuck to these streets, I need to change up

Told my bitch I’ma leave, I’ll hoe ya later

I’m not yo' common denominator

I could eat yo' cat like a Baconator

[Verse 1]

Thugger voice, told her “Make room for another Porsche”

New Panamera, big body toy

Crank up my shit, let me hear the horse

These bitches want me to come see 'em more

Watch me grind on these hoes like a skating board

I been wantin' that shit that I can’t afford

Watch me pick it, cash out and walk out the store

Mix it up and dissolve, the Act a lockjaw

I’m sippin' that clean at the clear port

Board a jet with my dog, we run through them all

We fuckin' these hoes with they hands up

Got these racks and I can’t keep my pants up

Tell my lil' broadie “Keep the FN tucked”

Money ain’t through with me, I could spend a dub

I could take that lil' stripper hoe out the club

[Chorus]

I’m goin' up like an elevator

'Bout to cut down a tree 'cause I need this paper

Get on your knees and meet ya maker

'Bout to count up this cheese and motivate ya (Oh)

Stuck to these streets, I need to change up

Told my bitch I’ma leave, I’ll hoe ya later

I’m not yo' common denominator (Nah)

I could eat yo' cat like a Baconator (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 2]

Speed racin'

Beat up her shit at a fast pace

When I fucked that hoe, we was back stage

She told me she gon' have the last taste

I walked in, she was already naked

But nobody done said she was ratchet

I can’t kick it no more, you so basic

Wanna know how you are with no passes

If I’m goin' to LA or goin' to NY

I’m takin' these rackaids to Aces

When I catch me a break, I’m goin' to Dubai

And I’m gon' dine in with the Masons

I know Jews and I fuck with the Haitians

Spendin' money on every occasion

I been building my ties up for ages

Watch the street nigga turn to an agent

[Chorus]

I’m goin' up like an elevator

'Bout to cut down a tree 'cause I need this paper (Ya)

Get on your knees and meet ya maker

'Bout to count up this cheese and motivate ya (Oh)

Stuck to these streets, I need to change up

Told my bitch I’ma leave, I’ll hoe ya later

I’m not yo' common denominator (Nah)

I could eat yo' cat like a Baconator