The Source - Intellectual

[Intro: Denham]

Dollars, yeah

Dancing for dollars, yeah yeah

Yeah she dancing for dollars, she dancing for dollars

Yeah shawty want Chanel, Dolce & Gabanna

Yeah die for designer, she die for designer

Yeah she dancing for dollars, she dancing for dollars

Shawty want Chanel, Dolce & Gabanna

Yeah shawty hot as hell, yeah she like the sauna

She said she like how I smell, like marijuana

You look like a killer in those red bottoms

I got her dripped in YSL, killing everybody

Yeah I'm dripped in YSL, I'm killing everybody

I hop off of private jets into a helicopter

Yeah I got hella pills, I got several of 'em

My bitch like Betty Crocker, she got all the cake

And we want all the smoke, better cooperate

The dick got a red dot, you will get popped today

And yeah I been runnin' this shit, but why would you walk away?

Yeah

Pardon me, lately I been spending them racks up in Prada

Product of my environment, all of it designer

Them dealers had me watching while they went to cop it

This lifestyle is drugs, how could you not get hooked on it?

I put that master plan together, went and got some dollars

They said this world might make you cold, hope you don't get swallowed

I saw some niggas sell they soul, bet they lost some knowledge

I know the streets is watching, I bulletproof the Rari

Can't knock the hustle, I came out the mud and turned to diamond

I'ma rock the nation, word to Gotti, Jay A need to sign me

I already had that bitch, sloppy seconds, you can go behind me

My wrist is sloppy wet, it's hard to steer, I can barely drive it

Swervin', yeah, leanin' off the syrup

VV's, YSL on my shirt

I said rose from the dirt

Brand new Rolls, that's a Royce

One call, I have 'em murked

Why need a plug when you the source?