Yeah, what's crackin' y'all?
Dub C, still chasin' his cheese
Puttin' it down, what's up Nate?
Nigga, I ain't rich yet
I'm still stackin' cheese
Ain't afraid to bust back
Faith was all I need
Nigga, I ain't rich yet
I'm still stackin' cheese
Ain't afraid to bust back
Faith was all I need
What they hit for?
Look, I'm sick of all this chattin'
Bullshit rappin'
Let's really get to the crackin'
Y'all niggas ain't ready for a nigga
That's gettin' taped by folks
Scraped by Dyche Shaker
And white Chuck Taylors
Dork bad niggas
And Fetty with big ass faces
Blue Gator Stasis
XO by the cases
The Roddering Leader
With weed and Mosaic smashin'
Your bangin' bass
So they givin' it up
Back at ya, blastin' ya
All brand assassiner
Jacket for figures, come on
Turn it up to rock
With a repetitive offender
The Pugil Tenor
The Big Spender
The realest nigga you know
Smallest nigga you know
Like Dodo and Puno
Sick with the flow
Swaggin' lolos and hardies
Givin' a gas to revanchers
And throwin' parole parties
Ex-criminal turned corporate
Elevatin' my game to worldwide
Nation tippin'
I'm pepper trippin', yeah
Nigga, I ain't rich yet
I'm still stackin' cheese
Ain't afraid to bust back
Faith was all I need
Nigga, I ain't rich yet
I'm still stackin' cheese
Ain't afraid to bust back
Faith was all I need
Big beams and big wings and big screams
Before y'all stance a ghetto nigga with big dreams
I blow the dice, close my eyes and rich roll em'
Take my handkerchief and fold em'
Y'all know the slogan
Riders don't worry, multiply
Ship gears, toss fingers in the sky
* hoes and stay high
The bigger the lick, the bigger the hit
To cash it all
So rather they ready or not, I'm snatchin' it all
Wood grains and chrome frames, the motors swing
A trick that won't sing
Transported them things
* the Pugs, * the Pugs, * the Pugs, * the Pugs, * the Pugs, * the Pugs, * the Pugs, * the Pugs, * the Pugs
Give me your label, ain't * funny
Look, I'm tryin' to touch that Russian Lyoko's money
Get them Devils money and blow Dozier with my sash on rich
And get my dick licked by them baddest bitch
Fager, midway major with touch * that ain't got like three-way pagers
Nigga, I'm paper trippin'
Nigga, I ain't rich yet
I'm still stackin' cheese
Ain't afraid to bust back
Faith was all I need
Nigga, I ain't rich yet
I'm still stackin' cheese
Ain't afraid to bust back
Faith was all I need
Paper is all I need
Testin', testin', broadcastin' live
All day, I'm lettin' it go for 14 nights
No polish, no cut, just a bomb powwow
Got to get my hands on that new body style
Boss on your niggas, toss liquor up
A real boss on your niggas, toss liquor up
Rugged niggas smokin' on a cigarette butt
Man, *, and I ain't lettin' a peddle up
Cause all these songs on my radio ain't ghetto enough
Shut it up up with the dick and the cut
I'm sweatin' the bust
Dubs easy, forever, get it, I'm on
Hands down, I'm the motherfuckin' man
Who else can take a gang?
I'll be turnin' to a national dance
Givin' the fans a glance of a rider
Sackin' his pants with my rag on my cane
Steady to the P1 stance, nigga
Worldwide, ridin', collidin'
Foolish and silly, yours to get on
I ain't rich yet
I'm still stackin' G's
Ain't afraid to bust back
Paper's all I need
Nigga, I ain't rich yet
I'm still stackin' G's
Ain't afraid to bust back
Paper's all I need
Dub C
Ghetto extraordinaire
Hood fast
Comin' through with fingers in the air
Y'all know what time it is
Nigga, I ain't rich yet
I'm still stackin' G's
Some dolla dolla dollas