Russia

Holiday season
 I talked to God like I'm about to die (die)
 I think of Malik and I start to cry (leak)
 They paid no attention, was walking by (walk)
 Outside looking for smokers to start they high
 It was 7 a.m. in my auntie building
 My man just got low, he a wanted killer (wanted)
 You won't put in no work but you want a million? (Huh?)
 Disrespect on the dirt, now we on a mission (ridin')
 I got no pics on Kairi
 New Glock 9 on my hip, you get clipped if you reachin' (boom)
 Make the bartender send you a shot of some bleach
 We gon' make you go viral, you cry like Tyrese (cry like Tyrese)
 You say my name on a single
 My niggas gon' lean you, we'll be at your album release (album release)
 Jay might pick me up, he just got him a Jeep
 Dre Mac called me my phone, said he got him some freaks (dope)
 If I ain't in Dolce Gabanna
 They bite like piranhas, I probably Versace my tee
 Send threats on the net but be hiding from me (hide)
 I play SoHo that's why this designer on me
 Middle of the projects momma dying on me
 You want dust, I can pull up with gallons on me (lean)
 This ain't Smack DVD, ain't no battling me
 'Lik and Mugga forever, they tatted on me
 I got a bitch, came from Russia, don't understand her when I fuck her
 Gon' spend all the money (ballin', ballin')
 I rush every hour, Chris Tucker
 I'm balling on 'em like the Rucker
 We laughin', it's funny (ballin', ballin')
 I beat it like I'm DJ Mustard
 I got your bitch all through the gutter, I just told her, "Bust it" (yeah, yeah)
 We got them sticks on us in public (yeah, yeah)
 I cannot kick it for nothing, might fuck up your budget (yeah, yeah)
 I got a bitch you can't touch
 Can't understand her when I fuck her
 Gon' spend all the money (whoa, whoa)
 I rush every hour, Chris Tucker
 I'm balling on 'em like the Rucker
 We laughin', it's funny (ballin', ballin')
 I beat it like I'm DJ Mustard
 I got your bitch all through the gutter, I just told her, "Bust it" (yeah, yeah)
 We got them sticks on us in public
 I cannot kick it for nothin', might fuck up your budget
 Drum on me, don't play percussion (drum)
 Fuck her so good, she be cussing
 You got low with a onion (ay)
 I got this shit out the dungeon (dungeon)
 I don't owe nobody nothing
 This pistol is Russian
 Matter fact, this bitch is German (German)
 Couldn't get nothin' from niggas, shit, I had to earn it
 I got some Gelato, let's burn it
 Gun on me with no license, I do not got no permit (not me)
 Money, got it straight, look like I permed it (permed)
 Fuck the DA, I don't care about the verdict (fuck)
 Nigga violate, most likely got murdered (murdered)
 She ain't tryna fuck, most likely I curved it (curve)
 She let me hit it, couldn't understand her
 She ain't wanna job, she just wanna scam
 I'm really from the trenches working on my manners
 Versace pajamas, I just bought some hammers
 Wanted to keep takin' pictures, so we got his camera
 Getting shot, pray to God, I try to call your grandma
 After party at the crib, left with all the dancers
 Before it spread, gotta get rid of all the cancer
 Never thought about a sale, taking all of them chances
 Now, the label want a tape, I get all of them advances
 Shoot at them red bottoms, I got all of them dancin'
 Money make me look good, now they calling me handsome
 I got a bitch, came from Russia, don't understand her when I fuck her
 Gon' spend all the money (ballin', ballin')
 I rush every hour, Chris Tucker
 I'm balling on 'em like the Rucker
 We laughing it's funny (ballin', ballin')
 I beat it like I'm DJ Mustard
 I got your bitch all through the gutter, I just told her, "Bust it" (yeah, yeah)
 We got them sticks on us in public
 I cannot kick it for nothing, might fuck up your budget
 I got a bitch you can't touch
 Can't understand her when I fuck her
 Gon' spend all the money (ballin', ballin')
 I rush every hour, Chris Tucker
 I'm balling on 'em like the Rucker
 We laughing it's funny (ballin', ballin')
 I beat it like I'm DJ Mustard
 I got your bitch all through the gutter, I just told her, "Bust it" (yeah, yeah)
 We got them sticks on us in public
 I cannot kick it for nothing, might fuck up your budget (yeah, yeah)