[00:00.24] [ Stevie J] + (Future) [00:02.21] DJ Stevie J! (We gon' get to it nigga...) [00:06.09] Real niggas! (... by any means necessary) [00:08.95] Rich niggas! (We were born like this) [00:11.62] Fly shit! [00:13.42] I be on some fly nigga shit when I step out [00:16.64] Fuck what y'all talkin' about [00:19.68] I be on some rich nigga shit when I step out [00:23.94] Fuck what y'all talkin' about, fuck what y'all talkin' about... [00:28.28] Fuck what y'all talkin' about, fuck what y'all talkin' about [00:32.85] I be on some fly, rich nigga shit, steppin' out [00:36.54] I be on that fly, rich nigga shit, steppin' out [00:39.59] Fuck what y'all talkin' about [00:40.99] Quarter-mill for the car, quarter-mill on the arm [00:44.25] Black Double-R, back the fuck off [00:46.84] Drophead, cut your head off, hard top, no soft [00:51.01] Wet pussy turn me on when it keep me hard [00:54.13] King shit, Versace tiles, I ain't dryin' off [00:57.46] Marble floors, you dusty niggas couldn't walk on [01:00.55] Jesus walked on water, so I'mma walk on charters [01:03.85] Private jets, baguettes, only fuck with ballers [01:07.21] All this, half a mill, first week of August [01:10.56] I ain't even doin' shows, I'm just workin' on the album [01:13.70] Forty for the feesha, I just payed my mama's Visa [01:17.29] You in the club breathin', that Ten X, you niggas Beavis [01:20.47] She give me +butt, head+ – get brain like a genius [01:23.88] I got that dope shit, the 80s chrome Alpinas [01:27.17] (White Beamer) - my son gon' inherit this flow [01:30.62] You niggas gumball drops on the bottom of my sole [01:34.02] HA! [02:01.67] Young nigga, we Rich Gang, came up from that rich game [02:04.46] Picture me rollin' down Biscayne, black Double-R with your bitch, mane [02:07.84] With that top off and that drop head, pull up on 'em, they drop dead [02:11.36] Niggas talkin' that bird shit, when them birds came, they was not dead [02:14.51] And I was out there with that work from the 15th to the 1st [02:17.86] My clique mean and they merk, we'll let them clips squeeze like dirt [02:21.08] When it come to them dollars, nigga, why bother? These niggas don't want no problems [02:24.56] 'Cause I'll kill all y'all dead, put a price on your head, get your brain, I doubt it (WHOOO!) [02:28.25] I be on that fly shit – M-O-B that mob shit [02:31.33] Boy, I'm talkin' G5 shit, 50 racks for that ride, shit [02:34.74] That ain't yours, that's my bitch, you clocked out and I signed in [02:37.90] We young niggas, we grindin', we shinin' like diamonds (WHOA!) [03:07.68] Make them pop ten bottles like, "give me ten more" [03:10.24] I'm in the club passin' weed to the bitches, like "hit this shit" [03:13.19] Your stupid ass outside talkin' 'bout "get me in! " Should've known I was a fool, when I moved [03:18.43] When I pulled up in that Bentley - told y'all I was gangster, still somethin' like a pimp [03:22.08] Don't say I didn't – million-dollar flow, got a lot of dough, brand new clothes [03:25.01] VIP for niggas like me, wish a motherfucker would touch that rope [03:28.66] (Rappers, hustlers, dealers, killers, thugs, goons, beasts, guerillas) [03:32.05] (Money, cars, jewels, chinchillas, jets, cribs, condos, villas) [03:35.16] Say that, then... (hold up), goddamn right, bitch I've been fly since way back when [03:39.62] That's right, I am YMCM, Grave Street, play that, there [03:43.95] Burnin' up the track like a motherfuckin' matchstick, you know that's him [03:46.83] Tryna shine when you come around stars like us, they do look dim [03:49.62] Ain't got your game tight, ain't got your swag up, shame on them [03:53.44] Your legs too little and your T-Shirt big; nigga, go to the gym [03:56.40] For the love of my clique, we up in this bitch [03:58.70] So sorry that your girl's suckin' my dick, throwin' money in the air like I'm sick of this shit [04:04.71] We be on our fly shit! [04:08.22] You see us right! Fly shit! [04:14.33] Swag or die... and we high [04:21.19] Haha... Rich Gang [04:25.08] DJ Stevie J! [04:29.38] Stunna, salute! {*echoes*} [04:32.35]