Boy you 'bout to see some money Making noise like the reverend Got these hood rats on my shoulders And they burning all the dope that we sold us So this is the shit that I wrote is a joke Cause I don't do drugs but I hope that you can smoke Got me looking on my phone bout to cry alone So give me a fortune and a second to laugh I'm ashamed to be alone with a big old chrome And still be known tryina do it on my own You ain't gonna get nothing off my mind Made it this far and I can say my own I ain't never been the type to try and fit in My life is so famous so I got love the home We just friends and no folks that do a lot of jokes So when you see us on stage and I guess you know who I am These older people just like to bury those in Freda clothes And lost in a cell or a low door I have a convo with the remote control Give me the microphone and I'll have you Singin the dance floor And if you don't mind if you don't speak Let me see you shake it to the floor Cause I'll never get you up again So hit and hit the dance floor And have a good time if you feel the DJ go crazy Cause I got off the back before I hit the floor boards This is the man shit with the DJs spittin Backwards Gettin back to the ends as we link up and Mack it Boy you 'bout to see some money Making noise like the reverend Got these hood rats on my shoulders And they burning all the dope that we sold us So this is the shit that I wrote is a joke Cause I don't do drugs but I hope that you can smoke Got me looking on my phone bout to cry alone So give me a fortune and a second to laugh I'm ashamed to be alone with a big old chrome And still be known tryna do it on my own You ain't gonna get nothing off my mind Made it this far and I can say my own I ain't never been the type to try and fit in My life is so famous so I got love the home We just friends and no folks that do a lot of jokes So when you see us on stage and I guess you know who I am These older people just like to bury those in Freda clothes And lost in a cell or a low door I have a convo with the remote control Give me the microphone and I'll have you Singin the dance floor And if you don't mind if you don't speak Let me see you shake it to the floor Cause I'll never get you up again So hit and hit the dance floor And have a good time if you feel the DJ go crazy Cause I got off the back before I hit the floor boards This is the man shit with the DJs spittin Backwards Gettin back to the ends as we link up and Mack it