Lyrics:

Young A I Tizzy C H
Pull up in the G class when I'm on the E-state
All you gonna see is rats when you got some cheesecake
So my brother (yeah)

Yeah, young A I Tizzy C H
Pull up in the G class when I'm on the E-state
All you gonna see is rats when you got some cheesecake
So my brother T-rap see your food T-ake

Dom Peri in her glass we don't do no cheap dates
I just spent like three racks put a bag on each plate
When she back it she's bad, when I clap it she's great
But she acting all sprung, think I had her T-pained

Mandem make racks at the back of these raves
Same way I take cash do my rap and leave stage
Gave her one smash now she backing team Aitch
I don't give a fuck how many rappers she's laid

Pussy on tap
Run the bath it gets mad
Spend another few grand
Smoke through a next pack
I just cop me some land
Moneys due to spread fast
Boy, I got me some plans
More moves and less chat
Yeah

Yeah, run the place, we don't wait in line
Give a fuck that I'm late I'mma take my time

Yeah, took the city and I made it mine
Put my shades on and rave like it's '89

Yo
Dirty mouth but my heart clean
That's why my pocket fat like darts team, yeah
They look at me like he can't be, yo (no way)
That boy I got rich in a heartbeat
Take the traction of the whip and I slide out
Roof off throwing M's up 'cause it's my town
She came in a dress, ended up in a nightgown
I ain't even flex, I'm just laying the pipe down
Say with my chest I'm the greatest you'll find out
Aitch but I feel like AJ when I psych out (yeah)
They don't really love me, deep down they just like clout
So pay me with respect if you ain't paying the right pounds
Yeah, the bezel on the watch like the tracks I record
Probably platinum or gold, I got plaques for 'em all
Don't trip when I slip, money catches the fall
They can't kick with the clique 'cause we actually ball

Yeah, run the place, we don't wait in line
Give a fuck that I'm late I'mma take my time

Yeah, took the city and I made it mine
Put my shades on and rave like it's '89