Itchin' - Rick Ross
We get real money my ni**a
Rickie Rosay
The untouchable empire
MMG
I'm excited right now
Living life right now
Black bar mitzvah sh*t is a party right now
It's too easy right now
Shout out to the conglomerate ni**a
October 30th
Dreams and nightmares that's what's all about
Meek Millie
Over a dozen whips
Young niggas get paper man
Few of my niggas multimillionaires already
No albums out
We run this sh*t literally
Death Jam records salute
Warner brothers salute
Power circle
Should be blessed to be in our presence
I whip my hair round with milk
All my boxers be silk
You p**sy niggas should chill
We keep the city on tilt
I put on for my walls down for my area code
We here to let you go to prison
Gotta bury your dough
Respect that holly my ni**a
Yo we out here my niggas
You're so high with my niggas Salasy out here my ni**a
I recite only lethal yeah them label to pour it
I get high in the cathedral and I feel so important
How I'm popping them bands
Your man just won't stop
I f**ked them friends came out on top
Then she wanted a bite and she named the spot
But me being the boss
I take her straight to wingstop
My fingers they itchin'
They itchin' for that paper
My fingers they itchin'
They itchin' for that paper
I ride around the city and I got that calculator
I'm a motherf**king monster
When it come to getting that paper hey
