Released on July 23, 2013

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[Intro: Birdman]

Yeah, sitting on top of this motherfucking hill

(Rich Gang, Rich Gang) fully loaded

Looking at life from a good year blimp, boy (yeah, believe dat)

Size me up, guarantee you gonna lose (BLAAAT)

From hundred to hundreds mills

Project life to the high life (ya heard)

Straight from the scrub of the mud that we call it jungle, nigga

Pain came with this game (yeah)

(Heh) young, rich, and wild, famous and dangerous

And money was the motivation

We took the trips then came back and did the flips

{*bird call*}

Fell in love with it, a bunch of niggas getting it

Yeah, Rich Gang (stay popping)

We eat when we sleep, boy

Flashy lifestyle, boy, paradise on earth

Smoke all day, nigga - Rich Gang, 100


[Verse: Mystikal]

Bitch, I slapped the fucker, karate chopped the pistols

Shake the dog shitter, I ain't playing with you

I'm a concert rocker toot it up you a pussy poppin'

Seen that girl from Cancun

Now the motherfuckers, they feel high

I got big ass houses, plenty cars

I'm a gorilla with it, y'all niggas spit monkey bars

I leave them with broken homes, affected them collar bones

And I play like Donkey Kong, da da da da da duuuh

Leave the club go home sista, us niggas got chrome pistols

Don't fuck with the Don, cursing in church

Telling you wrong, mister

Pull it out then get out in public

Breathe to your face, nigga, do it til you love me

If you can't open your pants, get up my nigga, you sure was ugly

SKS, can't kick it

Bulletproof vest, whole gang is

Stressing about that shit, bring it on, get it over

I throw your ass all over

With an AT4 on my shoulder, that'll hold ya

Combat ready, front line nigga

With Constantina and Rob offenses

Better catch the system, the body loss is the consequences

Runnin' up every block I walk, I spit fire every time I talk

Fuck around with a nigga, spit this shit off the wall

And knock all your eyebrows off

I'm fucking retarded, ain't no helping me

These niggas scared than a baby

Michael Jackson hold over the balcony

Either you leave, or you staying

You gonna be bleeding and praying

I'm holding your hand, this buzzer is friend

A nigga keep thinking I'm playing


[Outro: Mystikal]

This what the fuck I'm talking about right there, kid

You fucking killed them, immortalize them

Think they can open your casket up, nigga, you sure was ugly

Did good, boss is gonna be happy

Everything is in your future, kid