100 Grand - Royce Rizzy

Yeah, it’s only OG that he selling me

She wanna fuck what she keep telling me

Yeah, I’m driving fast, I let the swisher burn

I’m a pimp, she got to wait her turn

Yeah, oh she mad, she need to understand

That my lifestyle 100 grand

The way I smoke a pound on the dresser

I’m a pimp, feel like Hugh Hefner

Chanel chains cover up my body

KTZ and all this came from Kwazi

I got the juice and I can’t keep em off me

How these bitches end up in the lobby?

Wake and bake then sip my coffee

Bitches bad, she got a softy

They see the sleeves and ask me what it cost me

What the record label toss me

30 thousand dollars on the floor

I wear em once and then they out the door

Call me anything but never poor

I beat her twice and now she say she sore

Why they question what I fucking wear?

I spent a thousand on my underwear

Bitches all talk and share

Tell my dog to pick a pair

I bet they leave with you

Give you head and smoke some weed with you