A-Wax - Stalley

Champagne pourin', big joint rollin'

Bombay sippin', bad bitch gettin'

Just got the whip detailed

800 horses in the car, V-12

My girl doing her nails, don’t let the polish spill

As I bend the corners, tilting down the hill cup on chill

Triple stacked up, racked up with a deal

Do what I want, man, bump how they feel

About it I’m about it nigga that’s just how it is

Fast cars, gold chains that’s just how I live

You don’t like it, do something

Scrap and shoot somethin'

Niggas all bark, no bite, ain’t gon' do nothing

Weak lames hate see a young king stunting

In my King James 100 miles and runnin'

All my niggas gettin' papers ain’t nobody here for nothin'

And they all killing for me so don’t let 'em get the dumpin'

For my homies dead and gone, go and spill something

Livin' for my niggas in the feds doing real numbers

Heavy rotations on the blunts ain’t tryna feel nothing, zoned out

Glass house comes with the push buttons, overdrive

I’m Superfly, Ron O’Neal suit and tie

Hustler to the max, if you want it done right homie come to the wax

Ey, homie, you need some help?

(*Gunshots*) Punk ass niggas, come on niggas

A-Wax in the two seater

Bad diva pourin' a pint in a two liter

Blue flannel tan khaki’s tucking two heaters

45 Desert Eagles fitted by Leaders

Blue sneakers stay fleet when I’m out

Gold in my mouth talk diamonds like a jeweler

Rings on my fingers call me Slick Rick the Ruler

Whoever don’t like me middle finger to ya

Booyah, booyah I send shots straight through ya

Talents rip you apart niggas can’t kill ya

Don’t compare my talent to y’all, y’all niggas straight losers

I’m a bully, I’m a Boozer, couch standin' Tom Cruiser

My champagne cooler, plain Jane Muller

Blueberry Swisher sweets Mary Jane blower

Leave with any girl that I choose like I know her

Passionate 'bout my game, like Joakim Noah

I’m a bull